He would stay. He rather took it to extremes. Indeed he stayed in the house or the grounds, seeing no one but Gwen his housekeeper, and answering no p...one messages, of which there were mercifully few.He didn't even go to see his mother, though he spoke on the phone to her weekly. She not being one to complain, was satisfied with that. She phoned Cheryl and got the whole story – the one Ged never told her. She wondered what to do, so she did and said nothing, waiting for the right moment. She. .. kiss another man, but then she leaned in for another.Our lips opened and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. And when I disengaged she was panting."No more about Doug - I want to talk about you."She nodded her acceptance, thankful even, I think she would have ate gravel if I had suggested it right then, "What would you like to know?" I handed her her wine glass so she could wetten her dry voice.I laughed lightly, "Everything!" Then looked her directly in the eye and asked firmly, "Like, what. Tin cans rattled and clanked, tied to the rear bumper of the limousine with a huge sign “Just Married” on a large card held on by some ribbon hooked into the trunk lid. Once they were out of sight, the liveried driver stopped to remove the bits so they didn't cause a problem on the motorway.Eventually, and after much giggling and cuddling in the back seat and a promise of debauchery, the hotel swung into view at the end of a long, sweeping gravel drive. It was one of those, huge Gothic looking. Her sweet aroma and the irresistible taste of her pussy juices made it impossible. I flattened my tongue against her pussy and slowly dragged it up once, ending at her clit. With a small smile, I pushed my tongue into her. Her walls clamped down on tongue instantly as she came again. A large gush flowed into my mouth as my tongue licked around inside of her. I reached up with my hand and gently fondled her breasts, making her moan out with pleasure. My tongue slid up to the top of her pussy and.