Nylons - a little askew but otherwise acceptable, especially if her mother saw she was getting out of them. Make-up - a little smudged from where she'... been wiping her face. She started the sink and began removing her make-up. She heard her mother's footsteps in the hall. There, now make-up wasn't a problem, and that should take care of her hair, too."I got to leave early," her mother said. She walked back down the hall from her room. "So, where did you two go?" We got something to eat," Devlin. Then Buster and I would walk back to the boat and Jean-Claude would wander off to find another mark. He never seemed to sleep.Jean-Claude took me everywhere and introduced me to everybody and by the time he was done I felt like I could have run for Mayor. One of the most disturbing outcomes of my divorce was my total lack of interest in sex. In fact, you could even extend that malaise to cover my attitude toward women in general.I don’t know whether the fear of betrayal was keeping my desire. You'd been someone else's for a little while. I needed to get you for myself again. To get rid of their smell and replace it with mine. When you screw someone else, you're only on temporary loan to them. Afterwards, you're mine again. I hate to share you Annie, but the alternative, possibly losing you altogether is too horrific to contemplate, see?"I continued to dab at my eyes and said, "I don't know what to say or do Lena. I feel so ashamed and guilty at the hurt I've caused you. I do try to. I moved two fingers to my cunt and exposed the lips to give a better view to my son. I stared hungrily at the visible throb of my son's cock. Despite his pants, I could see the enormity of his pecker. The wet heat of my cunt increased, and, when I moved a fingertip along the edge of the tight crotch, I could feel wetness on my thigh."Oh, God!" I cried, thrusting my hips forward. "Show me your monster."I was still running my fingertips along the edge of my crotch. My eyes were burning on the.