We both rinsed off, and I think I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. As I recall, he smiled and said later, and stepped from the shower, leaving me al...ne in the last of the sexual aftermath. After towelling off, I ventured out of the bathroom, nude. I found Ken seated on the bed, his cock erect and inviting, and I knew what I wanted. I knelt in front of him, and took his cock in my hand. I kissed his thighs and nestled my face in the soft hair of his pubis, enjoying its feel and fresh, clean. ”“I love you, too, Joanie. This has been coming for a while. I’m sorry that you are caught up in it. Missus Thompson has found her love for social standing stronger than her caring about two of her children now. Maybe she will learn what’s important in time for the two of you.” I gave them each a hug and made to leave.My mother said, “Melissa, isn’t there something you can say to change things?”“Missus Thompson, what would you have me do? I will not reject the man I love nor ask him to reject. You" he said in between breaths as he kissed him, licking and sucking her lips, gently tugging it with his teeth. His hands travelled down from her face, to her breasts, to thigh. His hand slowly made his way to her core, his fingers finding its way inside her skirts, then inside her panties. He ran small circles in there, gently tugging her clit and feeling the moist mound of her pussy. She moaned aloud and he smiled, turned on that she is giving herself to his touch. She pushed her pelvis. She looked up into his ice-cold blue eyes, seeing nothing but warmth and genuine concern, as he began speaking softly, “Gayle, what are you talking about?”“Wha…how…” Gayle stammered, shaking her head slightly, trying to break the spell looking into his eyes had seemingly woven around her mind; she couldn’t seem to think clearly or remember why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.“Gayle, please tell me what’s wrong…if somebody did something to upset.