So I thought of framing some plan.. On that same day I saw her in the evening when she saw me she was bending her head down.. After that from next day...I was little busy with my college work.. Next week again I bunked college one day .. I went to her house.. She was shivering on seeing me.. I said aunty lets forget everything . I wanna use your internet because since I have to do a project presentation . (it was a lie) we were having good conversation and she is also helping me in my. I offered my finger to her mouth. Jenny suck on it. Mhh I taste good.Jenny shoved me down on my back. She straddled my face. Her pussy was a little open from the finger fucking. She just held her pussy opened above my face. I reached my head up and licked her clit. Jenny moaned. I reached up again and again licking her clit. Finally Jenny sat on my face. I just licked, sucked and ate away. Oh you little bastard you're going to make me cum again. Jenny ground her pussy into my face. Yep, yep,. The dishes were offered around and everyone took their fill. Tears began to fill Mary O'Shea's eyes when her husband started talking about his daughter but the tears were soon forgotten. For the first time in a long time, there was laughter shaking the walls. Once dinner was finished and cleaned up, Patrick asked his wife to bring out the photo books she had done of their children. Everyone sat around the books spread out on the table. Gina looked on quietly as the hurting O'Shea's began to. I awoke a while later, aching all over, and found the Mother sitting next to me, having shed her outer habit. Her eyes were softer than I had ever seen them, and a mixture of a smile and worry played over her lips. I couldn’t helping being myself. “An angel!” I whispered and smiled dreamily. “Angel of wrath, more like,” she answered, clucking her tongue and with nothing of the usual formality in her voice. She sighed. “I’m not sure if what happened was wise. I’m… I’m not sure how to continue..