He pressed the play button and turned to look at her.She was on the bed, head deep into the pillows while she studied his features.He joined her and c...ressed her cheek. “This music. It’s good.”“Yes, I’ve always loved the melody of Afterthoughts. It’s delicate and romantic ... and a little sad.”“I’d never heard it - not until my seventeenth birthday. Nor have I heard it since.”Her lips dried and her heart pounded like a bass drum. “I didn’t know that.”“Yes, that was a special birthday, not least. I love butter. Even though it's fattening." I love it too. I'll be there in twenty minutes." Okay."Laura did everything in her power not to get her hopes up. She bought a bottle of fairly expensive wine along with the popcorn, but she resolutely refused to imagine them drinking it and warming up again to each other. She refused to think of Trina's physical beauty, and the fact that they would be alone, completely alone, together, for hours.I mean, we're not children, she thought. We know what. The drool was running out of his lips as he worked to take more and more of her cock in his mouth."OMG, My little slut loves sucking cock," Mistress Victoria whispered.She stopped and had him open his mouth as She sprayed some throat numbing solution into his throat then replaced the cock in his mouth sliding it in deeper and deeper."Breath through your nose," she said as She slid the cock into his throat. "My gurl is loving this. Keep it up and someday it will be a real cock down your throat. This was the first time we were talking about anything so personal and sensitive. And it was the first time that my mother said something like that to me. I couldn’t believe she used those words.My mom realized it, too, and she immediately apologized. She knew she should not have overreacted.“I am so so sorry, Karthik. It just came out of my mouth. Please forgive me for being so cranky, today,” my mom was almost crying as she completed the sentence. She came close to me and placed her right.