Amber did not notice her phone being in a different place than where she left it. Jon Paul had erased the history of the last call made.As the large, ...merican Airlines, jet climbed to a cruising altitude, Amber tried to deal with her guilty conscience. It was done, she had no excuses, but what now. Should she tell Bill? No, of course not, she thought. It was Paris, four thousand miles from Chicago. She remembered Bill's reluctance to even have a relationship with her believing she would. some. Christine paused at the door, straightened her dress, shook her hair, and put on her lipstick before opening the door and stepping inside. His hands were immediately on her as she was pushed back against the door with the force of his touch. His lips were on her neck and his hands groping her ass under the little white dress. She moaned loudly from the passion and felt her mouth quickly being covered by his hand. He pulled her to his lips and whispered into her ear. “You must be quiet little. ‘Sometimes, when I need advice, I wish he were …’ said Ken and looked away. ‘Why don’t you ask your Momto come down here?’ ‘She doesn’t want to leave home. The house reminds her of Dad and you know how it is …’ ‘Yes, I do,’ said Lea and looked at Ken earnestly, ‘I really want to thank you for yesterday. Thank you, Ken. Thank you for being there when I need you the most.’ ‘You are welcome, sweetie,’ said Ken and enveloped her into a bear hug and whispered against her ear, ‘Anytime you want me,. She ran water overa cloth, and then came back to him. She washed the cum juice fromhis thighs and stomach, then gently washed his cock and balls,squeezing them tenderly and with a great deal of affection, smilingat her son."Did you like that, honey?" she asked softly.Jay nodded, grinning up at her."It's better than doing it for yourself, isn't it?" It sure is, Mom," he agreed, watching her as she used the cloth toclean her arm and hand.She leaned down and kissed his mouth once more, then.