I stopped stroking as she started kissing and licking my cock, and I felt my orgasm boil toward the surface.“I’m gonna cum!” I blurted, and she ...rapped her lips around me. I felt her tongue swirl around my head as I tangled my fingers in her hair. She had one hand moving between her legs. The other reached around to squeeze my ass, pulling me forward, trying to take me deeper.“Oh fuck! Your mouth is so hot. Ah, god! I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”Liv moaned when the first spurt hit the back of her. At eighteen, I was an adult – but in reality I was not prepared to be on my own. The only maturity I had was to acknowledge my immaturity. No job, not finished with school, not even a serious major in school, I was not fit to be on my own. With all the humility I could muster, and barely enough to exceed my anger and feelings of betrayal I all but whispered ‘okay, but just know that I am crushed and mad as hell.’ ‘I know,’ Mom conceded, ‘and I know that it’s my fault. Here’s what happened.’ ‘I. “This way, my sweet!” He bowed with his hands leading me toward the hot tub in the living room. There was a T.V. Hilariously showing a log fire on the screen, and the tub bubbled to life. He took off his robe, revealing silk looking swim wear, and stepped, SLOWLY, into the tub. He finally settled and beckoned me again. “Come on in!” “How fucking much did you-” “Don't worry about me. Just come get in the tub. Do you have something to wear?” Shit. I forgot. I wasn't in the right, rational, frame. Now I saw golden earrings glint beneathher dark hair and a gold band at her throat. On her fingers were goldenrings. She sat quietly in the background, only briefly adding to ourconversation, but by her expressions I knew she was listening intently.Much later, my host bowed to me. "I think it is now time for rest." Iwas shown to my sleeping quarters. By the bed was a basin with a largeewer of water and some scented soap. I washed myself and, tired from thejourney and the long day, lay back on.