She'd probably felt the same impulse I did: toward honesty and integrity, but mixed with terror that a great portion of the life she valued could be g...ne with a single the utterance. One sentence. Could she have thought their marriage to be so strong as to survive her foolishness and wickedness? That's the way I felt. Steven and I were strong, weren't we? Five years. Unconditional love. I tried to imagine how ugly and burdened my soul would become after years, decades, of one-sided guilt, of. Ab to mom bhi puri tarah garm ho chuki thi aur sab baat bhulkar masti mein pure jor se mera sath de rahi thi. Aur chekhne lagi are ab aa bh jaa yaar please mat tadpa jalim jaldi se mere uper aa ja ab tak mom bahut bekabu ho chuki thi aur baar baar mere lund par haath daal rahi thi. Phir mom ne apne haath se lund ko apni choot ke muhun par lagaaya aur boli, “ab maro dhakka,” maine jaise hi aagey ki or dhakka diya, aadhaa lund uski choot mein ghus gaya. Mom dheere se cheekhi shhhhhhhhhhh. Doosre. The judge didn't believe me and pounded me in the divorce decree.Five years later, I married again. I thought I had learned from my past disasters, but that was not the case. We were together a little over eight years before I left the marital residence and seven months later, she filed for divorce. She was a good woman. Not nuts, not a thief, but damaged in other ways. Truth be told, was I not damaged? I was and am damaged by the events of my life. It is fair to say that the marriage just did. "That's it baby! Lick it and take mama to heaven!"The mama thing kind of set me back, causing me to flash back to my own Mom and our quick kitchen hump, but I was too close to my first taste of pussy to give it much thought. I stuck out my tongue and tentatively licked the hooded area covering her clit. Paying attention in health class had finally paid off! Kay jerked in my hands."Not too much there Mark! It's super sensitive. When you feel me about to cum, suck my clit into your mouth. For now.