Rather than the flab he gotten used to over the years, his flat hand met real muscle, and like they said on those old cereal commercials, he no longer...pinched more than inch on his waist. It was true that at the age of 47, Tom was in the best shape of his life, and it was all thanks to his daughter, Brin. After a scare with his heart - which had turned out to be nothing more than anxiety and extra pepperoni with one or two beers over the limit - she'd insisted that he start working out and. Could it mean she was going to the cottage with me? To read Robert Browning?It was 8:15 when we met in front of her house. We walked directly to the cottage without my having to suggest it. We took turns reading Browning poems, most of which were not on my reading list, until 9 p.m. when Jessica made her move. She set the book aside and reached for my belt. I helped her with my pants and shorts, leaving my shirt until later. She sucked my cock with the reading lamp still burning but wanted me. We know about the Family Court from the papers we found. She’d never served any on Randy, and those copies are amongst the papers I put in her bags, despite her signing a declaration about them being served. Randy and I spend a few hours copying and preparing paperwork. We visit a friend who’s a Justice of the Peace to witness both of us signing several documents.The next morning I find out her priorities. I’m at the local court at 9.30 a.m., and she isn’t. She doesn’t even send a solicitor to. He pushed the strap aside and lowered his mouth to my nipple. He sucked and nipped at it until I thought I was going to cum right there. You taste so nice, sweetheart. Maria is going to love to taste you! What? Did he just say what I thought he said? Oh my. Now I was nervous and excited. Uncle Dave had brought Maria to meet my mom and I a couple of weeks ago. She was a dark haired, exotic lady with round full breasts, a flat stomach, and gorgeous legs. She also was very affectionate with me..