That never fails to get me hard. Still, I really questioned whether actually doing it would be anything like my imagination!I put up my hands and sta...ted to refuse when Nikki stepped into the doorway from the rest of the cabin. She had on a strapon with a smallish black peg and was standing in a pair of platform thigh high boots that made her taller than me! She had plastered her hair tight to her head and pulled it into a single pony tail at the nape of her neck. She cupped her breasts and. “Yes,” I whispered, more urgently. I pulled harder but her hands pulled out of mine.I bent down but couldn’t retrieve her hand. Instead, I found her foot and curled my hand around her ankle. Lifting her leg, I pulled her across the carpet, through the door and into the hallway where the dim light from my open bedroom door highlighting her curves and casting shadows in her feminine valleys. Her eyes watched me as I dragged her like a caveman toward my room, luscious brown hair trailing on the. Going ... to ... cum,” he warned.She heard the words, but it took seconds to register. When she realized that he was close to climaxing, instead of pulling away, she sucked harder. Then she felt Eric’s body tense. In the back of her mind she knew what was happening. But now instead of reluctance, she wanted him to cum. It was crazy, perverted, but she wanted it ... wanted her son’s sperm in her mouth ... wanted to swallow his cum. She moaned deep in her throat.“Ahhhhheeeeeeehhhh!!!” Eric. We continued our phone chats on a regular basis. In deference to her tight budget if she phoned me, I would immediately call her back. Her call some eight months after the funeral started a significant change."Ricky, I have had some news." Good news or bad news?" I think good. My solicitor has managed to find David. He's in Edinburgh; living with a woman who it would appear has his child. He has replied to my solicitor and says he will agree to a divorce on the grounds of his desertion with the.