She told me she fucked up and wanted me back. I truly loved this woman, but there was no way I was going to get back with her. The only way out for me...was to eliminate all contact. I ended up moving out of my parents house and got my own apartment on the other side of town. I was really fucked up over her. It took six months, but eventually she stopped trying to reach me. I assumed she had moved onto another chump. Apparently, she had. But fucking April's younger sister, Aya, was the furthest. Maybe Keven would interpret them correctly, maybe not, but he had become my boyfriend in my heart as well as in my brain with that one sentence.I still didn't have time in my career for a relationship, but tough shit. I was having one anyway, and the doctor would just have to make room. I was so happy that even all the other troubles were sliding out of my mind. I couldn't do anything about them anyway.We finished our dinner, chatting about inconsequential things. I insisted on doing the dishes. Mom guided the throbbing head towardsher pussyand with her juices and my precum to lubricate, she massaged her clitwith thehead of my dick. I moved my hand to cup her breast and could feel herhardenednipples through the material. She managed to keep her moans to a softwhisper inmy ear."Baby, you feel so good. Do you want to be insidemummy?"I thrust my hips upwards and she arched her back, guidingthe tipof my stiff cock inside her. With one movement she lifted and slideright downmy shaft so that. Finally satisfied, I got up off my knees, and turned on the water. She was still wearing her panties and I was still wearing my briefs, with my erection making a violent bump against the front of the briefs. With the water finally flowing over our bodies, everything changed. She started glistening and now kissing her became an altogether different experience with the taste of water added to the taste of her. So I started again from her forehead, down, kissing, licking and sucking to my hearts.