Most, but not all.She couldn't quite forgive herself for betraying the private, secret relationship between Terry and herself. She tried to convince h...rself that it was not a serious betrayal, because in all the intervening years, Terry had not searched her out and claimed her as he had promised.And after all, she told herself, she was only flesh and blood -- female at that -- and could not be expected to suffer physical agony to keep a secret that might have meaning only to herself.Yet, it had. They had been confiding in each other several aspects of their lives for several months. Their bonding was taking effect as if they were two female friends, separated for many years, who meet again and have to get to know each other again, starting from what the relationship was when they separated. They couldn't bond as mother and daughter, a relationship that never was.On a cold winter Sunday months later, they had eaten and were having their coffee and brandy, when Moira's mother asked her. Finally, my phone lights up and plays the soft voice of my gf cumming. It's a picture message. I open the message immediately. It's a picture of her black g-string discarded on the floor in the ladies room with the tag line, 'these are only going to get in the way.'She still hasn't told me I was allowed to touch myself. So I don't. I sit in silence staring at my phone. My cock almost hurts from the erection. My helmet is swollen and dripping precum that leaks over my shaft and sticks to my. Tommy plopped himself on couch and asked “So how much time do we got?” I said “a lot, but to be safe you guys have to be out of the house by 5:30.” “damn that’s a lot of time.” Matthew said while taking off his shoes. I tapped Tommy on his shoes and said “okay, c’mon let’s go upstairs.” He jumped up and both Matthew and Tommy followed me upstairs, as we were going up the stairs Tommy kidded “nice underwear.” We all laughed and approached my door, and entered. “Okay, guys.