Don’t forget I’m your Mother, First…. your Lover, Second…. and what I do with another Man, doesn’t change our relationship. We all share in ...his relationship… and Love each other.” Sharon replied with an edge to her voice.“You better listen, Dev,” Misty said, with a gleam in her eye (she hoped, her Mom would share Jack with her). “Or, Mom won’t give you any more pussy,” Misty laughed.“You’re wrong about that, Misty. I’d never punish either of you that way. We give of each other freely… with no. By the end of that time, I had decided to return to school and finish my degree. We had also come to the conclusion that things would be much easier if we became platonic roommates rather than lovers -- we were barely sleeping together and our sex life was non-existent -- other than the day after -- since the last fight the night we had run into Kathy.Our reasoning being that we were less likely to argue about our past love lives if we weren't seeing each other. I also thought that she was my. She walked through the apartment, but it was empty. She grabbed the big recliner and shoved it in front of the door, pushing it firmly against it. Returning to the bathroom, she dropped the towel in front of the tub and squatted down on the toilet. In a moment, there was the pleasure of release as a stream of piss vacated her bladder. She dabbed herself with a tissue and let it fall into the bowl. She closed her eyes wondering why the word appeared in the mirror. They must have done maintenance. Then I went to catch up. When I got there she was laying on my bed on her back waiting for me. I jumped out of my clothes. She has an awesome body. She was slim, her tummy was flat, her breast were nice a firm with dark brown nipples sticking up. And her little patch of public hair was blonde, WOW my first true blonde!! Well I had to see what that tastes like so I just dived into the sweet smelling and tasting piece of heaven. She was nice and wet and as soon as I started to eat her she started.