One or both of the kids had been around during those evenings, so most of Lucy’s conversations with me had been on the cell phone. Not ideal for per...onal conversations, I admit. I didn’t just miss our conversations, I also missed Lucy’s body. To be absolutely honest Lucy was an enthusiastic lover. That made her a special woman indeed.Almost six months before, when I moved in the Plumber had shown me how to turn off the water supply. So even though he hadn’t returned, I found enough tools around. There were women with cocks in their mouths (Double Ugh!)! Then, on one page, there was a close up of a woman's face. The end of a cock stuck out of the corner of the photo and there was stuff all over the woman's cheeks, neck and naked breasts. It looked like milk or something thicker. It flashed into Terry's mind suddenly: that was COME! The stuff men squirt out at the end of their masturbation, and fucking. Terry looked at the photo with wide eyes. There sure seemed to be a lot of it!Just. “What are you saying? What are you suggesting?” in a surprised tone of voice. Maxine was certainly her own woman and her mama certainly knew that too, but her mama and she were a lot a like as well. “Well honey,” her mother then alluded to some truths. “I too had been known to be known a long time back like this. Do you know what I’m saying?” Maxine, trying to sound stunned by it all was shocked and turned towards her mother, sharply asking her what she meant. “Girl, some people considered me. As her juices flowed freely into my mouth and down my chin, I was so turned on by her taste, her scent, the feel of her silken lips in my mouth, the honeyed sweetness of her cum, that I could feel my own cunt beginning to tighten and contract. I slid my hand down inside my leggings and began to tease my own throbbing and engorged clit with the tip of one finger. I laid back on the carpet and stroked myself in tiny little circles just over the top of my clit. Darcy asked me to let her see as she.