‘I kicked the habit because of her, because of both of you, all of you.’ ‘At first, I wanted to provethat I didn’t need her help to get well. ...hen I wanted to prove myself worthy of you. Boy it was hard.’ ‘You should have told me,’ he whispered in awe. ‘If wishes were fishes…’ ‘I would become a sushi chef,’ he finished, laughing. She grinned and kissed him lightly on the lips. ‘I lost control once, and nearly lost you.’ He nodded, remembering that horrendous week. ‘Worst nights of my life,’ he. Claudia was next on the opposite side of the shower facing Peter, Claudia also got spreader bars and her hands over her head, lifting her beautiful tits and pointing her nipples straight out. Both were very silent and wide-eyed. Peter was getting an erection and Claudia was getting wet. I touched her pussy to feel just how wet. I was almost drippingI started to run a shower hose and showered Peter first. When he was all wet, I started lathering his entire body with shaving cream and told. I walked out into the hallway, not really sure what I was doing, and went to my mother's door. I could hear the bed creaking. I checked the door, and when I touched it it creaked open!The door opened just enough for me to look in. I looked in, and there on the bed I saw my mom on her hands and knees on the bed with her boyfriend behind her, fucking her.My mom was going nuts, her large breasts were slapping back and forth as Jason was plowing into her hard. His muscular body was tense when he. ." I just looked at him. He explained. "She's Carolyn Smith-Montrose. One of the Montroses. And no, I don't know why she does what she does." Who ever knows about women?" was my reply, but I was only making a joke to cover my confusion.In any case, I wandered down the hill to Montrose Hall. She was in the registry, fourth floor, room 417. I trudged up the steps. She wasn't home. I sat in the hall with my back against her door, pulled the camo hat down over my eyes, and waited."Well, aren't you.