Even though he felt there was little probability of it, Jamal did not want to take a chance that the young husband would somehow find it in his heart ...o forgive her and the two to reconcile, so he had insisted that her only good bye be in a letter. She left it on the kitchen table as she and Jamal were leaving.That evening, the young husband read:Kirk,I can't ask you to forgive me. I can't even ask that you understand because I'm not sure that I understand myself. Everything that has happened. I knew what was to come and I took a quick deep breath. Just in time. The jet of sperm instantly filled my mouth right to the back of my throat. I tried to swallow but my mouth was filled to brimming, before I even swallowed half, with the second load. I held my breath, desperately trying not to gag. The sperm started to squeeze out of my mouth and run down my chin. I swallowed again and as I did the third spurt shot in to my mouth and straight down my open throat. It was such a relief to have. Sean told me that Patrick’s plane had been delayed and his flight would not land for a few more hours. I suggested if we had time we could go back to his apartment for a little fun.“We don’t have to go back to my place,” Sean told me. “I have some presents I was going to give you later, but now is just as good of a time.”“Gimme, gimme, gimme,” I said excitedly. I liked that he said presents as in more than one. Sean had bought me several gifts and I liked presents.Sean opened up one of the. I slipped my tongue around her fat nipple and began to suck gently on her tit, as I had done as a baby, not realizing the ultimate pleasure of such an act before now. Mom thrust her head back, closed her eyes and held my head in her hands as I sucked her nipples, one, then the other. I kissed her firm stomach and my body ached to touch her pussy. She arched her back up, lifting her ass as she did, telling me without words to slip off her panties. I obeyed and discovered my mother’s wet, sexy.