I worked my way down her back, kissing and sucking and cleaning my wife’s golden skin with my mouth. I was having trouble swallowing all the sperm, ...he salty taste lingered in my mouth and throat, I needed a drink.I had never tasted another man’s sperm before. I knelt at the base of her spine admiring her ass. I moved my fingers over the red whip lines that looked sore and the large hand print. She had been marked by Carlos in many ways. Her crack was sticky and white. I lowered my head and ran. "Ms. Larranti, you may go now."I stood up and offered her my hand. She took it wryly. "I hope that youdo what you say, Debbie, else you're in for a rough time beating yourhead against the wall. Good luck." Thank you, Doctor," I said smiling. "You've been a great help." Oh, Christ. Get out of here." Yes, Doctor."Much later that day, I returned to Quincy to my old apartment. By thetime I'd cleaned away the dust and dirt to an acceptable level, I wasexhausted. The time in the hospital had taken a. Each time she did the seat belt would catch her shirt and her left tit about fell out to which I noticed Jim was enjoying but I could tell Steve was feeling uncomfortable. Once at the ballpark I let Steve sit next to me with wifey on the other side with Jim next to her. I made small talk with Steve as wifey and Jim laughed and slapped each other on the leg as he bought her beers. By the fifth inning I noticed she had unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt and Jim was checking out the. She had dark dirty blonde hair like me, and my eyes. All though I have never seen her before, I knew this was my mother. Tara’s right about everything. I looked at her and I couldn’t believe it. I ran from the room in tears and ran out of the house. I had a secret place I go when I want to hide and I ran there and hid. I through myself on the mat I had found one day and cried myself to sleep. I couldn’t believe it. Just when my life couldn’t get any worse I found out I am the result of a ****,.