“How is Dawn?” he asked.Alan forced a smile. “She’s fine,” he answered. “She was just getting ready when I left.”He smiled again. “I w...n’t rush her then,” he said looking at his watch. “We arranged to meet at seven-thirty so there’s plenty of time.”Alan looked around the room a couple of times pausing at the large bed each time. He knew that was where Dawn had cuckolded him and he momentarily imagined her naked inside it with Bradley at her side.“Everything okay?”Alan looked back at Bradley and. He used to just fuck my mom in the missionary position for 5 minutes twice in a week and thought that he was fully satisfying my mom.Mom was not so expressive in bed but still wanted more from dad used to ask indirectly to foreplay with her. Dad couldn’t understand her inner feelings. She used to beg for more by rubbing her pussy lips. She used to suck her cock thinking for more sex sessions but dad used to think she was cleaning cum over his cock and liked to eat his cum(She told after having. "I have tasted my own cum before yes, but never that ofanother" I stammered. "I can see it excites you and you enjoyedlicking it from my skin" Marilyn remarked in a low compassionate tone."I enjoyed it to, greatly".The mood of the moment deflated, we walked slowly and quietly to hercar, the snow still falling. When we got to the car Marilyn offered todrive me around the campus to the staff lot, I agreed, my mind was inturmoil. Once inside the car, heaters blasting full Marilyn asked me,"If. "I could hear her screaming through the telephone. This morning, she called Rico and he went to visit her. He hasn't returned and he is not picking up his cell. She's crazy, Michael. Do you remember how she is?"I did remember Violent Violet's temper. But I also remembered what Amelia had told me the day before."Are you certain that something is amiss?" I asked trying to be tactful. "Or is there perhaps another reason Mr. Federici is away from his phone?" I know about the sex, Michael," she said.