? Megan was watching her mother, her full attention on what her mother was going to do. Again, I kept silent, leaned over and kissed Jayne, a...d nodded my head. Megan wasn’t missing a thing. Jayne pulled the couch pillow off of my cock, and opened my robe. I don’t think I have every seen my cock any bigger than it was at that moment. It looked like a ten foot pole! It throbbed as it seemed to have a life of its own, Jayne slipped her sweet smooth little hand around the shaft. "It an unedited rough draft," Emma sat in his lap, closing the lid. "I'll let your read the first chapter when it is finished, cleaned up, and ready to send to the publisher." Penny Singleton! I heard that name before but I can't recall who she is." Do you remember the Blondie movies in the late thirties to the late forties. She was the wife of Dagwood?" Yeah! I recall that. There was one television station that carried their movies almost every day." I used her name as a fictional character.. I look over to see him sleeping in the rocker, book curled in his hand, body slack with sleep. I motion Alys to sit at the table."Nim," I brush a lock of hair back. "Wake up sleepy head."He gives a mumble and tries to swat my hand."Come on love, we have a guest," I say tenderly into his ear.He breathing changes as he comes awake. "Did you call me love?" he opens his eyes by degrees."Yes. Love," I repeat."Very good," he pats my arm as he yawns and stretches."And who are you young lady?" He looks. If i close my eyes hard enough i can almost feel her breath on my hot wet core... When i open them to see if shes there, my heart aches and I fuck myself harder trying to push away the pain. Or should i say replace the mental pain with physical pain....I could forgive her, i would do anything say anything but her eyes are so cold now, when i see her i feel like my sick mind is playing tricks on me.. Shes not the same!In my darkest hours I think of him fucking her.. His big hairy dick pushing.