"If you mean do I love Steven more than I loved your father? The answer is no. I will always love, and miss your father Cynthia," she told me. Always ...alling me by my formal name, mom had never accepted or gotten used to the idea of calling me by my nick-name the way everyone else did. I even wondered at times if she hadn't regretted naming me that, because of it. "Just as Steven will always love and remember Jackie. They'll never, ever be able to take one another's place. But yes ... I do love. Higgin's mouth closing around her wide pink aerolea and sucking her hard nipple into his mouth. she instinctively shoved her breast forward and gave a low moan as she visualized his mouth with the small lips encircling her large round breast and sucking it into his warm mouth as he rubbed his tongue over her erect nipple. "mmmm" escaped from her lips and she increased the pace of her swinging leg, causing more regular rubbing of her clit. Class or no class, Janice was lost in the throes of a . Oh, that’s another thing, I have a lot of money... like a crazy, fuck you amount of money. I am big in the art industry. I specialize in paintings. Being wealthy is still new to me. It happened somewhat quickly and now I’m pretty sure people will buy anything I paint just because of my name, not the content. It’s sad how that happens to art these days. If you ever see a painting that makes you say, “abstract? Hell, that’s just shapes and nonsense, I can do that!” chances are you’re looking at. As I was considering what my next move would be, we heard a knock at the door. Belinda kept jerking my cock (although softer at that point) when I tried my best to sound normal. ?Just a minute.?From the other side of the door we heard Marcela?s voice. ?John? Is Belinda in there with you?? I looked at Belinda with questioning eyes. ?What should I do?? Belinda whispered. I could only shrug. I didn?t want Belinda to stop, but she was so frenzied that I began to wonder what might happen if.