He rubbed his slick hands up to the base of her neck. “That feels good,” she remarked softly. “But don’t forget the fun parts up front.” Tom...chuckled. He reached around her waist and felt her hands move on top of his and start to direct them. She guided his hands across her breasts, up to her shoulders, and back down to her breasts. He could feel the nipples hardening under the movement of his fingers. “Something tells me you like that,” he murmured into her ear. “They don’t get hard like that. Even the fact that I was deep-throating this man would be enough to make me cum, with him touching me, it was guaranteed. He let go of my cock, and "I'm going to....I'm....I'm cumming!" I exclaimed. I felt my prostate contract, and my cum shot out of me in long, exquisite streams. One, two, three, four, five, I took my mouth from his shaft, and concentrated on my cock. I couldn't stop cumming, the contractions sent rope after rope of slippery sperm into my belly. "Oh no, what have I done!" I. ” Like her mother, Jennifer was a good cook and big on dinners, especially after church. Gene seldom saw catholic mass, raised in the religion, he left steady services soon as he could. She was the one who took his kids to church. He attended only on special occasions like Christmas and Easter. Most of his life Sunday’s were spent working overtime, unless it was fishing season. But he was glad Jennifer (he never called her Jenny, like the rest of the world did) took Becky to church. A child has. " You told him that he loved you?" Exactly." And what happened then?" Frank." Frank, Charlie's older brother? Right then?" No, nine months later."And she winked at me. I think I'm going to like my mother in law.Then she wiped the wooden spoon clean of tomato sauce, tapped me on both shoulders and intoned:"You are hereby inducted as a member of the Sisterhood of women who adore their man, for a probationary period." How long is the probationary period?" Until one of you dies."Nothing was said.