I bite you hard as you yell out in pleasure and pain. You pull my hair…my face inches from yours…the pain and thrill in my head sends shivers a...l over my body. I smile as you raise your hand and slap me hard across the face. I yell out as I look at you for a moment…a tear rolls down my cheek. You lean forward and run your tongue up my cheek, licking up my tear. You stare at me intensely before leaning forward and kissing me softly on the cheek where you slapped me. You then. Well we had to resign ourselves to putting up with the inconvenience for a day or two. (HeHe)I spent the day with my mother, she was seldom out of my sight, and I often held her hand, or had my arm around her waist. We sat together whether it was in an easy chair or at a meal table I was always there. She usually accommodated me by sitting on the couch or a bench when she could. Her audience would never miss an opportunity to get within reach of her if I wasn't around. They were in fervor to. He agreed.It seemed okay after Jack explained what happened. i still didn’t like it but wasn’t very upset anymore. i thought that since they did not know each other, Sheron probably wasn’t likely to say anything to Frank or anyone else either.i went out for a cigarette and a couple of minutes later Sheron came out too. He said he was sorry he pissed me off. i assured him it wasn’t his fault and that Jack had explained it all to me. “I only mentioned it because we were getting along pretty good. I released those beautiful globes and to her dismay I stood lifting her up with me. I carried her across the living room to the big stuffed chair she used when she watched TV and set her down. Without asking I spread her legs and slid down to her wet and steaming pussy. I was like a starving man at a dinner feast. Julie knew what was coming and placed her hands behind my head. When I looked up at her she pulled me forward a tiny bit as if to say, go ahead.I gave her a puzzled look and shrugged.