Emma walked over to her, put her arms around Mary’s waist and said, “I miss Mommy. It’s when I’m here that I feel closest to her, but at night...in the house sometimes I just need to talk to her and that’s when it hurts. I need to have her around to tell my secrets, and ask questions, and….” Mary held Emma close while she began to cry. Neither one knew that Nick was watching. “For as long as you need someone to talk to sweetie, you know you can always talk to me. I love you, so whenever you need. Still gripping my shaft, she took her left index finger and started circling the head of penis, like she had done earlier, right before she dig her nail into me. "Your head is so swollen, baby. The tip looks like a big old mushroom. Your head looks like a different color than your ass. This is more purple than red. Does this feel good?"It did and I told her so."Good, good." She continued circling the head slowly with her finger. It felt incredible. She has done this to me before, but never long. ”Fred spoke “Well you have heard the reports, is there any outstanding questions?” No one spoke. “Well lets get on to some future planning. Now anything talked about will not necessarily get approved but it on the table for the future. Do Not be worried it your idea sounds silly, stupid or not correct. We need to examine all with an open mind, do not disregard any comments. Think how can this idea work. I am saying this so the older ones do not keep to the current system sometime youth will. Heather sat up and raised her arms to her damp hair. As she moved quicker, bouncing up and down on top of Richard his hands squeezed and pinched her nipples. Heather reached up and wrapped her hands around the hanging pot and frying pan rack above her head. Once she had a good grip she used the muscles in her arms to pulled herself up and down on the large throbbing cock. Heather watched the expression on her mail-man’s face and was pleased that it matched hers. She felt the first little waves.