He spilled into her, her muscles milking the very last drops of his cum, and he collapsed, spent, once again.Spent beyond exhaustion, Emma's head drop...ed back onto the pillow and her eyes fluttered closed...her last thought being of the heavy, comforting weight still above her.End of Part OneTo be continued in Part TwoLove...and Love Intensely Ch. 02She was gone when he woke. Somehow she’d managed to get out of the bed without waking him, had dressed and left already. He swore softly. Perhaps. ” Sam did as asked, and before her was a scan of Anna’s ID, all the details were there.“Aren’t you afraid Anna Neva?” Sam wondered, “I can report you to the police now...”“No, not really, I have control over your PC remember?” the message disappeared and a box with text appeared in its place, “File deleted.”Sam understood her position and thought it a good idea to just get it over with, “So ... how much money? Or is it more specific pictures you want?”“Actually, I don’t want neither. I am here. Finally, I saw a tall, young, good-looking guy emerge from the front door of the small house. From the vague descriptions I’d received in some of our correspondences, I assumed this was her son. Suddenly, my heart felt like it was attached to a jackhammer. I felt sweat bead on my forehead and my mouth get dry as I saw the young man get into his car and drive away. Muscling my way through the onslaught of nerves, I grabbed my flower and got out of the car. ‘Fuck,’ I thought. ‘What if she’s. I had to borrow money from my family just to pay the rent and groceries. Thank God for Mrs. Grabowski, who lived downstairs from me. She’d take care of my little Connie for me while I went to work. I’d just pump some milk before I left for work, and she’d feed it to her while I was gone. She kept saying “Put her on a formula!” but I wasn’t having any of that. Breast milk is the healthiest milk for children, and my Connie was going to get the best. At that point, that was pretty much all I could.