"Mac and cheese it is." Oh, that reminds me," mom said, giving me one of those 'parental'looks. "I know you have that thesis paper due in a couple da...s, and ifI know you, you probably haven't even started." It's not a problem," I protested with a sigh."Tonight would be a good time to work on it," she pointed out flatly."And if you have any trouble, you should ask Shelly for help..." Mom," I protested again, not wanting to hear where this was going."You know she aced that class last year," mom. Jackie immediately jumped off me and ran out after him whispering loudly, “Henry Cunningham come back here this instant, don’t you dare run off like that!” To his credit old Henry returned and continued making apologies until I handed him a rather large scotch and soda. A word about Henry, he was in his late 60’s but was very presentable, not an ounce of fat on him at all, and he kept himself pretty fit with his golf. He was an utterly charming gentleman and extremely good company. I’d plonked. They traced where the mound met her chest, the thin material of her shirt offering little resistance. Tentatively, that up and down path began to move up the side of her breast, short nailed fingertips lightly massaging as they traveled. Sam let out a relaxed moan."I like that..." ... do you?"Silly question. Of course she did. It had been so long. So long since..." ... Jack..."The fingers stopped. Slowly, they retreated to her arm."W-we'll find him, Sam. We'll find him..." Oh, that was a. Like my mother’s tit? I thought it wasn’t quite like it at all. But I sucked faster tasting a man for the first time, it was odd. William, as his name was, moaned louder and I looked up and saw he had his eyes closed enjoying every sensation he was feeling. I remember him rubbing and squeezing my breasts when he was making love to me, and I thought I would please him the same way, by caressing him. I used my free hand to rub around the base of his cock and softly massage.