He said 'If it's a girl her name has to be Stacy. It just has to be. That's the name my parents wanted to call me if I had been a girl. I want to name...our daughter that. It would have pleased them so much if they were still with us.' I didn't have the nerve to tell him otherwise. And I never will no matter how long I live. So I just pray that I'll have another daughter some day, so I could name her Cleo."There was a tear drop running down my cheek and Kat wiped it away with her hand."Is there. Trust me at that moment she looked like a vision. I went in and kissed her hard and started unbuttoning her shirt. We kissed harder and harder and soon my hands were fiddling with the buttons of her shorts. As soon as I dropped them around her ankles, she lifted her left leg and wrapped it around me tight with her right hand slowly finding its way to my cock over my shorts. As soon as she touched it, I got harder and I felt myself throbbing inside my shorts. I kissed her harder and harder while. At this, Rahul looked confused but seeing his mother’s cleavage, his expressions changed, Rajashree had completely unbuttoned her shirt and was removing it. She was wearing a violet colored bra today. Rahul was eager to see his mother’s breasts free from the clutches of the bra.When Rajashree removed her bra, Rahul’s eyes fixated on her bare breasts. Rajashree on seeing him gazing at her boobs like a hungry fox, felt her pussy getting wet. “You like how they look, don’t you?”, Rajashree asked. Allison immediately recognized the Delta logo, but the implications didn't register. As she reached out it began to sink in. With shaking hands, she took the envelope from her older sister, refusing to make eye contact. She felt like the envelope would burn her, so she held it gingerly. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she opened the envelope and read the dreaded itinerary. Two weeks. Her entire winter break. She held her breath and fought her emotions, doing everything to keep the tears from.