I concluded that it along with the sex, she was missing the care and love of a man. I was like, ‘Damn! Why does this happen to me?’ So I stayed th...re, consoled her and left. This was then the end of my lust story. And now begins the love story.After I left, we slowly started chatting again. We would talk about all the nonsense topics under the sun. Slowly we moved to calls which turned into late-night calls. I started accompanying her for shopping and we would meet for coffee. But still, there. They'd called the police and that was where I came in.Another surprising detail that had recently come out was the fact that the couple's nine year old daughter was upstairs during the attack and hadn't heard a thing.I arranged for them all to be transported downtown so we could interview them all separately and find out what had happened. This just didn't seem right to me.I followed the squad cars to the station. We had the suspect in one car, the husband in another and the woman and her. ”That was not as easy to do for very long without cumming. When I did cum she could feel it and said, “Oh God that feels so good.”Mom kept track of our sex and she and I made love a total of a hundred and eight-seven times in thirty-nine days. Leslie and I made love a total of two hundred and seventeen times in thirty-five days.Our first day of school was great. Mom had done a terrific job of getting us ready. Leslie and I made love twice that morning and I kept myself under control most of the. As Melissa and I hit the showers, I heard some slurping and turned around to see Seong on her knees in front of her brother, sucking his dick.“Well, that didn’t take long, did it?” Melissa teased me as we began to shower.“No, it didn’t, that’s true. But I think that Seong is attracted to her brother most of all. She didn’t just move in with him because her marriage broke up. She moved in with him because she worshiped him. You can see it in her eyes. It was as if he were her husband, not her.