He said George was a good cook and if I needed help he would send him in. I thought about it for a minute before I refused, saying I didn't want to di...ulge my secret recipes to anyone. He just gave me that look before going back into the front room. I called the girls down, telling them to get the extra leaves for the table and the folding chairs out while I got busy. We got the leaves in and the girls got the table all set up then went into the front room to get better acquainted with the. I'm sweating all overand nervous as all hell. Now he's going to read it. They never put itback. Hell, *I* wouldn't put it back. He's going to read it, and flutterhis eyelashes and make fun of how much my mommy loves me and worriesabout me an misses me and wants me to study hard and grow up strong. It'swhat I would do so it's what he's going to do now. But that's not whatthis note says. This note is much worse. I know it."What? A note from mommy?" he coos at me. "Does she love you sooooomuch?". You see my husband was..." I know, Carmen, he was killed. Please let me help you help the kids. If you feel I'm interfering in your life, just tell me and I'll pull back." Why are you doing this? Don't you have family you can help out instead of a stranger?" Listen, my wife passed away two years ago. She was killed in a car accident." God, I'm so sorry for you." It's okay, Carmen. Anyway, my holidays have been pretty lousy and I wanted to try helping someone else be happy this year. I have. When she felt she had savored the taste of her own arse on the head quite enough, she inched the rest of his length in and down her throat, making satisfied noises all the while and sampling the mixture of his and her flavours all the way down the underside of his cock to the base.Unable to control himself, the over-excited young man pulled his wang out of Erica's throat unceremoniously and, holding the tip of his penis tightly, quickly stepped around behind her once again, plunging his manhood.