I licked there gently, reaching around Phil's waist to touch his soft cock. As I rimmed him, I felt his cock stirring; feeling him get hard in my hand...made me so horny that my tongue-thrusts got stronger. I lapped hungrily between his cheeks; his shaft started getting bigger, getting hard in my hand; I wanted it so much! But his asshole tasted delicious, and I kept licking it as Phil's cock grew all the way until he had a full hard-on. I tongued him rapidly, rubbing his cock slowly up and down. I hungrily took it only to feel it pulled back from me. He then pushed two fingers into my mouth. This time, I took them in as one takes a letter from a postman. He pushed them in further and the desire to please him overcame me. I took his fingers in a fashion wherein they emulated his penis. A foolish mistake. He immediately pulled away. I could sense that he reveled in denying me his pleasure. He suddenly said, “You’re a whore, aren’t you?” “Yes, I am,” I replied. “I want you to tell me. Years went by and we remained close despite her aunt and I divorcing. By the time she became a teenager we bonded more because of she enjoyed my taste in music, she loved my rock playlists. Her parents never thought twice about her sitting next to while listening to my iPhone or iPod with me. I went back to my game and tried to forget about it. Its started to get late and I enjoy watching movies late at night. I had the kids all get their bathes while I ordered pizza for us. We all ate. She came into work and dropped by my deskwith a worried look."We need to talk, Shirley," Jo said.I knew it was serious because she always called me Mrs. Cleaver atwork. We went to her office and sat at her conference table."I don't know how to say this and I don't know how I feel about it. I'mpregnant."I grabbed her and hugged her screaming with excitement. She remainedsilent and reserved so I quickly settled down. I looked at her and hereyes had tears in them. I felt very uneasy as I let go of.