’ His ancient hand, sun blotched from seventy summers at Martha’s Vineyard, rested on the arm of his chair. I reached out and covered it with my o...n. ‘Thank you for talking to me, Jason. I will give serious thought to what you have–and haven’t said. I promise.’ After he left, I crossed to the window again. Across the harbor, a 747 was taking off from Logan. In my mind, it was heading west. I had initially submitted to Brad to preserve my career, now that very submission was jeopardizing what. I was in heaven…He then bent me over and slowly pulled down the sexy black thong I was wearing; he spread my ass cheeks and started wriggling his tongue into my ass and then pussy.I could not avoid some moaning as his delicate touch was making me wet, he then got up and started to grab hold of my waist, starting to poke and prod my pussy with his massive cock.Suddenly he grabbed hold of my hair and said: “Are you ready for this, bitch”Before I could answer, he shoved his dark monster piece deep. And yes, I think about Jill's parents. I think aboutJill's sister. And to tell you the truth.....I get off thinking abouttheir sadness. They're all pathetic....and Jill was most pathetic of all.I'm soooo glad she's gone. Hold still...."Adam couldn't believe it. "You have to fight this. This isn't you." And one might say this isn't you, sweetie. You're sitting here in a pinkt-shirt and I'm putting blush on you. Why is that?" Because I don't want to have my brain scrambled by that guy.". I ran my tongue as far down and close to her ass as I could. She was lifting her ass off the bed to get more penetration from my tongue. I teased her with some more licking and then began probing deeper with my tongue. She responded by sucking and kissing my cock. Her hand dropped down to where my large cock jutted obscenely and she lazily stroked it up and down with gentle squeezes. We were both so worked up that it wasn’t long before both of us, mother and son were breathing heavily, both on.