Older Melissa yanked down her pajama top, reddening in embarrassment, looking away quickly. Melissa had no hickeys planted on her breasts like those o... her older self. She'd never had a hickey in her whole life. Her eyes were drawn to her older self's neck as she tried to hide the bruise there also.God, who did that, and when? Her face felt ready to melt. Older Melissa looked ready to self-immolate also, arms clamped tightly over her chest, so yes, there were things to hide, weren't. If you can take most of the day shopping, that will give us a chance to finish today's batch of juice and for me to take them back to John's Farm."The pair quietly ate their cantaloups and drank their coffee. Each of them was lost in thought. Neither one of them was happy with the situation. Vicki felt like an outcast from her own family.After finishing her breakfast, Vicki asked, "Do you know what size clothes the kids wear?" I've got their sizes written down somewhere," John said. "They. “no” was his reply “why??”“just wondering” I replied. “so did you enjoy the show last night?”“you saw me. I’m so sorry its just that you are so beautiful and I couldn’t help myself.”“that’s okay lucky, I liked that you were watching, maybe later we could go upstairs and I could strip for you.”Lucky had a huge smile on his face which I know meant hell yeah. So after my mom and dad left I went upstairs with john. I turned on some music and slowly started to dance for him. I started by undressing. He's here right now. Do you want to talk to him? Okay let me call him...PETER! It's Melody, she wants to talk to you."My eyes wide open now, Darlene pulled away from me, got down on her knees on the floor and turned my hips so she could suck my cock. I spoke to my wife for the first time in two weeks. "Hello Melody. Yeah, I am doing okay now though it was (Darlene slides her mouth all the way down my shaft) uh tough for a while...uh...uh...yeah I am trying to get back on my feet. Your.