I couldn't stop myself from sucking her breasts, and she wanted more and more of my lips touching her body. So I gave her what she wanted, kissing her...neck and breasts while fingering her pussy through her pants. "More Ricky." She had moaned out as I pulled away, sliding a third finger into her dripping pussy. I couldn't wait to fuck her hard, but I wanted to enjoy the look of pleasure she had for a few more moments. However, her body shook, signaling that she reached climax, and made me fall. I came back with two filled mugs in one hand, powdered creamer and sugar dispensers in the other. He had taken the shirt off and was sitting in the middle of the couch. “That’s better.” I said. I leaned over and put everything on the coffee table in front of him. I took my time and gave him the opportunity to look at me. Although I did not look at him while I was bent over, I could sense him adjusting his position to see as much of my breasts as he could. I felt flushed, but could not help. ”“It was really weird, because that had never happened except when I had a really good make-out session with Freddy Kramer.”“Freddy Kramer? He’s the one who gave you pot, isn’t he?”“Yeah. But I dumped him right after I turned fourteen when he tried to get me to do cocaine.”“Maybe HE’S the one I should go after with my gun! He was what, sixteen then?”“Yeah. But his brother and his brother’s college friends did coke and Freddy tried it. Anyway, we’d done a lot; you know, kissing and stuff, and I. Mom got up quickly and did not even go to the room she went straight to the Defibrillator then told someone to Call 911and the rest to clean up. She rushed into the room and put the defibrillator on her Dads Chest and shocked him. She waited No Response, she did it again and this time it showed a conversion and a weak pulse. About this time the Sirens sounded and the Cops arrived running Code through the rush hour traffic.The lead EMT looked at who was down and said Sen. Mickels Husband, Uncle.