“Your family, maybe, your daughter... ?” she said. I frowned.“They are not my family,” I said.“Okay, okay, just asking,” she said. “We�...ll table that one for another time. Okay?” I nodded, though tabling something didn’t mean the same thing as never gonna happen. Still, I know she didn’t realize how big a deal it was for me to even talk about the bunch of them, not close to realizing that.We talked about the venue for the event, and the cost and all of it for the next while. Oh, and that over. I stood Greg up and pulled off my shirt, grabbing his cock stroking him with one hand and cupping his balls with the other the per cum came fast. Scott stepped up next to me and knelt down putting his hands in my shorts, I was so wet he put three fingers inside me with no problem. With his other hand he pushed my head to Greg's cock and in my mouth it went. I only had to deep throat him three or four times and he fired such a hard load into my mouth. He came so hard he damn near passed out.. I felt him bite down on my nipple and gasped, and then I felt his tongue move ever so lovingly over the place where he had bitten. I felt him reach down and undo the button and zipper on my jeans and then he just stopped, resting his hand there not daring to go any further. He looked up at me and I could see the heat in his eyes. Knew how much he wanted me. ‘If this isn’t what you want Crystal, tell me now, because after this I don’t think I can stop.’ I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him. Perhaps she'd say he was out, or he wouldn't even remember her name. She'd given her maiden name as well as her married name, but eleven years was a long time. It was even more than eleven years, Fran reminded herself, even though she preferred to shorten it to eleven in her own mind. Just as she was on the verge of hanging up, a voice broke into the monotony of the "hold" line."Fran, darling! Is that you... is it really you?"A wave of nostalgia passed through Fran as she recognized Giuliano's.