"Take off yer flimsy things and then wash them a little soon as you come back. They can dry over night thet way and they don' take more wear and tear ...han they gotta, hey? We's s'posed to get laundry service, but sometimes our things, they don' come back right away." She wound the towel into a circle and placed it on the seat of a chair. "Here!" she told Kristin "Sit on this for a little while, until the pain gets a little better. It'll get worse for the next few days and after a while it only. ‘Your eyes tell me that you miss feeling loved.’ Jackie’s smile fades away. ‘Your smile is very sincere that you want to help me feel not so lonely and that is very admirable. In fact that makes you very beautiful in my view of you. But your eyes don’t seem to have the same happiness you want to show everyone.’ Keith looks at her face knowing he should have just stopped when he had the chance. ‘I’m sorry Jackie, I didn’t mean to…I should have…’ ‘Why would you say that to me?’ A tear goes down. Finally, the black night softened to grey and we could see each other. Mele rolled on her back and I knelt over her and rammed my cock deep in her pussy. We fucked each other, moving together, faster and harder, until the sun jumped above the horizon.Mele moaned, “Cream my pussy Paulie.”I came harder than I ever had before, and the volume of cum I pumped into her clasping, spasming pussy was amazing.We collapsed on the bed and were instantly asleep. We slept until the sun was starting to make. It almost reminded me of the first time she gave me a hand job, very to-the-point and technical, only this time there was no awkwardness or embarrassment about jerking off her son. She didn’t look at me, say anything, or even seem like she was enjoying herself, until after a minute or so, a gasp escaped my lips and she stopped and looked up at me. Her expression softened, it was almost as if she had forgotten that I was there at first. She smiled and her hands began moving again, slower, more.