If the battle was with mortality, then the Resurrection is the key to everything. Guess where Orthodox theology is focused? I seem to recall a big par...y in the Springtime celebrating something important.”“Mrs. Loucks,” Elizaveta asked quietly, “what happens if, at some point in the future, Mike and I make a decision you don’t like? Will you refuse to see your grandchildren because of that?”“That’s the same question my dad, Mike’s grandfather, asked me,” Mom replied.“Does Dad know you saw Liz?”. It was the first time she’d ever done that before. It didn’t last long, but it gave him just enough of a taste of his mother’s mouth to make him want more. She held his face and gaze a bit longer after the kiss, and Ken was dying to just kiss her again and slip his tongue into her mouth.“You don’t mind if I wait for you to finish?” she then asked, letting go of his face. “I’m all icky from working outside and I want to shower next.”“Um, sure, Mom.”Ken’s dick was aching for relief and he didn’t. I then wondered in the last few weeks have they been together or been talking again? If they were I could not be mad at them because I said date who ever she wanted and the same went for him.I couldn't take the distance from Michael and I started hanging out with Michael again, not as much as we did in the past, but it was a start. Addison would call and text me but I was still distant with her. She begged me to come down and see her day after day. One day she told me to come down and I told. I started sucking her huge areola and fondled her breastpin was a bit wild but I couldn’t stop. She started biting me cheeks and pressing my back. I looked down and saw her hairy thick bush with those big clits. I started massaging her vagina and pushed my fingers slowly into her cunt. It was not that wet as she was in her menopause stage. I used my saliva to lubricate her cunt as she was kissing me real hard. I played with her cunt and slowly I could feel her juice flowing. I took my fingers.