I walked over to the kitchen area and looked in the fridge. Hmmm. Ah, I see something.“Girl, you are so good at serving me up balls, do you think yo... can serve me a snack?” I asked.She looked perplexed. I took out a bag and opened it. In it was a bunch of grapes. She giggled.“I think I can.” She giggled again and grinned.She took a grape from the bunch as I held them out. She inserted it as she had done with the Ping-Pong balls. I bent over with my head between her legs and my mouth open, ready. I noticed that his cum tasted slightly different to the few drops of Jesse's I'd tasted before. As he came in my mouth I drove two fingers deep into my pussy, my thumb pressing into my clit, and then, suddenly I was cumming too. I tried to take his whole load but, I confess, some of it did spill out (can I claim having an orgasm as a mitigating factor?). The intensity of the sensations I was feeling was so great I collapsed against him, his cum still dribbling down my chin. After a few minutes,. After a few strokes she hocked up the nightie and plunked her self right on my lap squashing my cock. She kissed me on the other cheek and whispered in my ear Now Hun Im going to feed you breakfast and rub my self on your lovely manhood. Now Im not trying to have you penetrate me just yet, but should it happen Im not going to stop it. I only ask that you refrain from busting your nut in Mommy, as I have other plans for that load. As she feed me my breakfast and rubbed unrelentingly on my cock,. ” I paused and added, “Mindy, I didn’t know who you were until yesterday around midday when Todd told me.”“I know. You changed slightly yesterday afternoon, but then you realized I wasn’t going to fly around the room on a broom or anything extraordinary, so you went back to you being you and accepting me for who I am not what I have. Believe me, I’m used to it. You took the news better than most.”Friday morning after a few hours of work we raced to San Jose Airport, left my car with a concierge.