I didn’t mean for us to lose our home, our old lives. Or to make you and your sister find comfort in each other instead of me. I ... have been a bad...mother to you, and now we may be lost again.”“Don’t cry. I love you. I ... I’m sorry. I didn’t. Sandy. I didn’t mean for Sandy and I...”“Shush.” She pulls him closer. She kisses his forehead, his cheek ... his mouth. Randy instinctively kisses back, from all the ‘practice’ he’s had with Sandy. His mom pulls back a bit, face tear covered, and looks. Oh yes, I can most definitely live with that!" Good, then come here and help me to get even."Ricardo soon felt the taste of her passionate kisses as their tongues began to battle, both seeking the warmth inside the other's mouth. He felt her tremble with anticipation as he began leaving a trail of soft kisses down her neck that ended at her breasts.Slowly, he began massaging and worshiping each porcelain globe and the small strawberry, sitting proudly atop each one. Her breasts were smallish. Cleaning your cock, regardless of where it's been, is a privilege for me. In fact, the idea of it being inside my dirty ass makes the act all the more meaningful to me." Fuck, you ARE a nasty slut." I said in amazement."Mmmm, but I'm YOUR nasty slut." She moaned.I reached down, grabbing her t-shirt above her jeans and pulled it up. Melanie lifted her arms, helping me in pulling it off and dropping it on the floor. She tried to turn, but I held her in place. I wanted to lean my head down and. Whenever we are at company events we usually end up in deep conversations in the corner, and my coworkers have asked me if there is anything going on between us. I always scoff and say “Never!!” but the truth is, I had thought about it. Fantasized about it, even. But now that I was faced with this situation, I wasn’t sure I could go through with it. But, I decided that I had to remain professional as always so we at least had to have a conversation about it. It had been quite some time since.