As time went on and we became accustomed to being split up, it was easier to dodge questions that were nobody else's business.Shirley and I played our...cat and mouse game with minimal involvement of others. Everything fell into place for our schedules to mesh. I don't know what she did with her time, but my little group of friends met and shared pizza every Friday night, I played flag-football and worked for Luke on Saturday mornings, vacating the apartment for Shirley's use.Our Accounting class. .. So. Friend? Quasi-daughter? What?Well, one thing is apparent – I need not be concerned that she’d be shelterless and starving without my help now.I knew about it in a vague way before the weekend. Now she knows.Windfall. Now let’s see what she does about it.We’re driving home from Art’s law office.“You’re not talking.” I glanced over at her. Tears.“Baby?” I blurted.“Oh, Bob ... she took CARE of me. I had no idea...”“And you’re crying?”“I miss ‘er, Bob. She was my rock. My anchor. She left,. My mind wasnt thinking str8, i was attracted by it i really like his big cock in my hands''you like this ? you keep looking at me more than the tv''''if you want to suck me i wont stop you''''ahah no its ok ''''even if i put a condom on?it wont be my cock more like a toy ....''and i look at him actually questionning myself ''ohhh you want to, look here i have one, just do it if you want to''the golden condom pouch thrown on me''its ok....its weird i just want to stroke you''''your call , but. On his bathroom wall was a floor to ceiling mirror. I could see his cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy. Every time his cock slid out of my pussy, I could see my pussy juices glistening on his shaft and this made me even wetter. We stayed like that for a while and when he noticed that I was enjoying the view and was going to cum, he decided to change the position. He pushed me forward, with his cock still in my pussy, so I was on my hands and knees in front of him. He grabbed onto my hair.