I slowly increased the tempo of my licking. I knew we were in for the long haul. She had mentioned in one of our conversations that she liked to be sp...t on, and I didn’t want to disappoint. I spit on her pussy and began tonguing deeply in that her essence, to which she moaned.I knew I had to explore that gorgeous, puckered asshole which was alternately clenching and relaxing from my attention to her pussy. I licked my index finger and slowly inserted it into her ass, to which she offered no. It felt smooth and silky. But it wasn't the hair I'd run my fingers through and grabbed when he'd made me come.I stood and put the chair back under his desk. I went back to the bed and kissed him on the cheek."Goodbye, my love. Wherever you are."I walked out of the room and turned off the light. I felt a loss but there was also a little relief mixed in with it.Mom's door was open. I looked inside. She was curled on her side, her arms wrapped around Jaz. Oh, Jaz. If only you were a few years. There was a small center table that had been moved into a corner to keep the center of the room free and open. The only "art" on the walls was a life sized painting of a naked woman breast feeding a small man or a boy in her bed. There was a bottle of whiskey and few tablets on the side table. I had taken a shot of whiskey but didn't touch the d**gs. I have been waiting for almost 10 minutes, and now I am worrying if I should go in an check. "I think I should go and look", a voice in my head. The third day I had to stay at work later than I had expected. No problem for Jenny, who told me that she could have the kids in bed before I got home that night, (A really big help to me). It was close to 10 PM by the time I got home. The kids were settled in bed and all seemed well. I did notice that Jenny didn't seem as energetic and upbeat as usual. I figured it had been a long day, so didn't think much about it, when I asked her if everything was okay. She said, "Well, to be honest Mr..