I pulled Mandy's face back around so I could see her eyes. "Are you okay?"She shook her head. I could feel her guilt but there was no lust or anything...else. She had kissed someone else while she considered herself to be mine. That was the source of the guilt. She felt she had betrayed me. "I'm sorry," she said so very softly.I hugged her again and thought, Yvonne, go to Mandy's room and watch the stairs from there, I don't want to be interrupted for the next few minutes.~Yvonne nodded and left.. " She couldn't seem to get beyond this, although she tried different numbers and words. She must have given up because she was back to "One, two, buckle my shoe."I brought up what we should do about Thanksgiving. "I usually invite Jackie. I suppose I shouldn't this year. She has her fiancé now, but she still might want to come." Is this the Jackie that helped with my surgery?" Yes."Chazzy said, "I would like to see her again. I liked Sam too. She was so good to Mom, I wish they would come."I. Her tits were flopping back and forth, so I reached under and started pulling on her nipples. Debbie immediatley started to cum, shaking and breathing hard. She dropped her head into the pillows and screamed, her body going into slight convulsions from her cum. Her ass clamped down on my cock and I began to cum. I shot rope after rope into her Debbie’s ass. She was still shaking and moaning about how good it felt to get fucked again. I could only mouth an uh-uh back at her. This cum had left. Part of me wishes you would just reach over and end my torturous wait; yet another wants this moment to last forever. It happens that quickly that I don’t register the first contact of your lips with mine. It isn’t the pressure of them, or the slight scratch of your stubble against my face; it’s when your tongue pushes against mine that my head catches up to what is physically going on. The kiss releases me from holding back. The flood gates have opened and the torrent of pure lust is set.