It was slow torture for me. The cold of the ice cream, the warmth of his mouth…licking and sucking and nibbling on me – it was driving me crazy! A...d he had a monstrous tent in his shorts. “Kirby, it’s no fair that I can’t touch you!” I cried. “In a minute, baby, in a minute…” as he sprayed whipped cream on my pussy. My mad scientist went to work on my body. I had two orgasms and he still wasn’t finished. I was sticky and wet and covered in all kinds of stuff but he didn’t care. I saw that. Now I thought to be on the safe side I wont go directly home naked, I better find a quiet location, finnish off and dress....So I ended up driving along the sea front, up to the where the posher private flats are. The road is quite wide up there, so I pulled over in the empty diagonal parking bays between the street lamps and switched off. Very excited now!!! and wanking looking all around, just an occasional car passing by, no people at all. I slipped the piece of shirt off and sat there. When the EMT finished checking Rorke he looked at Granddad and Michael and just shook his head. Jake Miles, the Deputy Sheriff, who was an old family friend walked back to his car and called the office to have the coroner dispatched. Granddad reached for his phone and called Nana Erina to have Granda Darry and Gran Flanna go be with Michael's mother.While they waited for the coroner, Granddad asked one of the EMT's if he would drive his truck back to our house, as he wanted to ride back with. " A slip of the tongue, that's all."The waitress placed our drinks on the table, and he leaned towards me."I'm sorry if I've hurt your mum, James, but these things happen," he shrugged his shoulders, "You know how it is." Yes, I know how it is, father, I know a lady who worked for you, sweated for you, cooked for you and went out at night sweeping office floors for you while you were earning peanuts. I know a little boy who never knew his father because he was too busy working and too tired.