Reaching up to capture her tits in my hands, for several minutes I feasted on her pussy while molding her tits and rolling hard nipples between thumbs...and forefingers. Rose Ann's breathing became deeper as she surrendered to my attentions. I kept my mouth in place while Rose Ann shifted her hips, side to side, raising or lowering her pussy to positions below my mouth as she wanted. Soft instructions of, 'Like that... Like that...' became more urgent demands of, 'Faster... Faster...' as she told. " and she had certainly not done that. I decided that I could never trust her again and if I can't trust her, even though its caused by a sickness, I couldn't live with her. How could I control her and work too? So divorce was the only solution.Next, I considered how to manage the break with minimum impact on the kids and without having a major confrontation with her but first I needed to find and talk with a divorce attorney. Using my cell I called our attorney to get a recommendation from. ‘Are you – Jeez, Joe, are you crying?!’ She moved over to his side and then came to sit on the ottoman, putting her hand on his knee over his pathetic protests. ‘Okey, big brother. We need to talk.’ Joe groaned internally. Let the interrogation begin. They’ve had those in the past, more than a few times, taking turns playing investigator-slash-shrink for each other. He usually didn’t mind being in the hot seat, he liked his sister’s perspective, especially when it came to these things. But with. Softly she moaned into his mouth, her tongue seeking his. The contact was exhilarating, but after so long of watching the source of his affection he simply needed more. Sensing his urgency, she grabbed his shoulder, pulling them both down to the wet grass, under the shower of the sprinklers. Nestled comfortably, between her thighs, he smiled at her, his heart pounding rapidly in his chest. Beneath the dark fringe hanging over his eyes he beheld his goddess — his muse — alive and aroused before.