The old woman took the bull by the horns.“I hope you will excuse an old woman if she does not have the patience for idle talk anymore, nor for flatt...ring lies. I have come to know your daughter quite well over the past year and she has become very dear to us all. She accompanied my grandson and his wife out of the fear that her fate would be a monastery if she returned to her home. Can you tell me whether her fear was well founded?”The Count turned a little pale under Eleanor Lambert’s. She pulled up and I went to help her bring in her didrty clothes and carry them to the basement. We chatted the entire time and I was again struck by how close I was feeling to thing complex and wonderful woman. Once her laundry was going we retired to the upstairs and continued our talk. Not much talk about what happened between us at first, but gradually, we got around to talking about it. Still, neither of us seemed to feel very bad about the situation. We wound up talking on the back porch. " It was a lie. I felt bad saying it, but she was lying to me too. It's funny, deceit seems to breed deceit. "I'd better get back to work. I love you Frankie." "I love you too Katie." And despite everything that was happening, I knew that I was still telling her the truth. "Bye Frankie." "Bye Katie." After hanging up the telephone I sat back in my chair and sighed. Regardless of what was happening, I knew that I still loved Katie. I was also certain that she still loved me. Even so, it was. She nibbled a little hoping itd turn him off but instead he seemed to like it. He moaned louder thrusting forward a little bit. She started pushing more of it into her mouth beginning deep throat him. He let out one last moan as cum shot from his dick filling up her mouth until she swallowed. She pushed him away roughly furious. There now can I please leave? He held his hand out to her pulling her to her feel and kissing her, which is exactly what she wanted. She pushed the little cum shed left.