After dinner, she helped him clean up and load the dishwasher. She felt so at home with him. He came back into the room with her coat and a fur stole ...o wear. He told her to close her eyes. She felt his hands wrap around her neck as he fastened a chain behind her. She opened her eyes to see a beautiful emerald pendant dangling between her breasts. He cautioned her it was only a loan for tonight. She asked where they were going, but he avoided her questions. She mentioned that he had said maybe. Well, he deserved to smirk.He had a dozen eggs in the refrigerator and the bacon seemed to have thawed out. She’d have to fix something besides sunny-side up eggs someday. What did they need for a western omelet?He brought her a cup of coffee and the Equal. She downed the coffee and began to feel even better.“You said once that if we had sex, I’d remember it,” she said. “Well, we did, and I remember it.” Coming was delightful, but coming around him was even better.“I love you.”“That isn’t love;. I moved my hand up and down against the soft moistness of her pussy while she humped my hand as we continued to make out. Once I had her good and worked up, I dropped to my knees before her and took her jeans down with me. Her panties were white bikinis, the material made practically transparent by her flowing juices. Before I took them down, I again gripped her ass while pushing my tongue against the front of her panties, tasting the nectar that was seeping through.Finally, I gripped the. And I'll bet your panties aren't exactly dry, either."Cindy reached a hand under her short skirt and felt the wetness creeping outward. She spread her legs a little and rubbed her clit through her soaking panties. "Ummm. Yeah, me too. Dad was a great fuck, but there was something about the way Mom did it, more like making love than just fucking. I loved it when she ate my pussy." Her pussy grew even wetter as she remembered the warm feeling as she came in her mother's mouth."Have you sucked.