He quickly moves his head to the other breast as his hands release the catch on my bra letting it fall to the floor. I feel his teeth as he bits my f...esh. I hold his head in my hands and look down and watch as he sucks on one of my nipples like an infant being nursed. I hear him breathing hard as he slurps on my breasts. My hands are shaking as he straightens himself up and reaches down and slips one of his large hands under my thong. He’s kissing me again as he gently moves his hands over. "It's not you, it's me." "I just need to be alone for a little while." "No, there's nobody else, I swear." She had already rented a small apartment across town. She left after packing a few necessities. Her diaphragm was one of them.Wallowing in depression and humiliation required the proper ambiance, a place as dank and black as my best mood. I didn't have to look far. The Variety fit the bill nicely. Tacked onto a short strip mall next to a tiny barbershop and a transvestite show-bar, its. I didn't mind it a bit though; it had worked fine on my mother. She and I knew that we were actually teaching Jacob how to get into Aunt Jenny's panties, if she was even wearing any. We'd see, and it probably wouldn't be much longer.I went into the kitchen to get the wine and bring their glasses. Mom wouldn't have cared if I had some too, but I didn't want any. I wanted to keep my mind on business.I started the music after I gave them their wine glasses and then I squeezed down to sit between. The best part about Jack was that his mom, Jenny, was a model. I mean a real model. Commercials, magazines, newspaper, even bill boards. And she was hot, genuine hot. She did not wear a lot of makeup nor did she ever have any plastic surgery. She had blonde hair down to the middle of her back, well sometimes it was blonde, then white, then black, then red. She had the most blue eyes I had ever seen on a person and straightest teeth and breath taking smile. Nice perky tits and a dynamite ass..