I started to dry myself as mum got out of the bath and sat on the edge, her legs were slightly open and I could see her smooth slit, her pubic hair ju...t above her pussy and was dipping with water, “sweetheart, you have a lovely woman’s body, beautiful breasts, a lovely waist and a cute round bum, the only thing that you have that a girl has not is your penis, you are a lovely girl and I am not saying that because I am your mum” she stroked my leg, “and to top it all you are very pretty” “Ho. ” She let her eyes scan the open floor plan, “Not bad for only being here a few weeks.” “There wasn’t much to do,” I shrugged, measuring grinds into the coffee maker. “I just brought furniture in and threw some things on the walls.” “Well, it looks good.” Adele came over to the counter and placed her box on it, “I made lemon cake. Hope you like that.” “Sounds good.” I pulled a couple of cups from an overhead cupboard and didn’t say that I hardly ever ate cake – a legacy of having as much as I. My thoughts briefly went to Allen, the clueless man I swore my life too in that cabin in Tennessee. The guilt was overwhelming but I couldn’t unring this bell. I had already crossed that line. Was fucking Jacques everything I thought it would be after all these years? Yes! It was. Once again, I looked at his long semi erect cock laying on his thigh dribbling the remnants of his orgasm. I picked it up and put the head in my mouth tasting the fluids of our pleasure.It wasn’t long before he was. Lifting my panties, I saw his cum. My lips came to his, kissing him deeply. When I broke away, I smiled with him. Love blossomed in my heart for the first time, and my hands tightened around my panties. I stood, snuck over to his dresser, and dropped them in one of his dresser drawers. I wanted him to keep them, to have a part of me with him always. Thoughts of us becoming closer entered my mind, and I slinked back to him. My lips glided over his cock, and I soon felt the pounding sensations of.