" She started to cry with silent shudders.Cindy was a little taller than Amanda, maybe five foot two, and her hair was very light blond, almost white,...straight and halfway down her back except for her bangs resting on her eyebrows. Where Amanda was lightly tan, Cindy had a healthy pink 'peaches and cream' complexion. She was as slim as Amanda, but had a more delicate, bikini-model type build, lacking the physical development that gave Amanda her aerobics-instructor looking body. And she was. By tenthirty he thought he was done. He got his mother and when she sawit she was amazed at his talent. She told him it was beautiful.Then he got an idea and told her he had to do something else realquick. She saw him grab a brush and some paint and she stood in aweas she watched him letter two words in a perfect arc at the top ofthe design. She went inside as he went to do the other side. It was done, and he thought it was just perfect. He went insideto have a bottle of soda before taking it. It can’t stay this way, I won’t let him stay this way around the kids and me, but I still love him!” She wailed the last bit and started crying again.Terri hugged her until she settled down. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say, but I’m sorry. How long has he been like this?”Barbara shrugged. “It’s been two or three years. I mean, at the start it wasn’t bad, but he’s been drinking more and ignoring me more. It was just after he got promoted to branch manager...”“Could that be it? The. He was such an amazing lover and his tongue brought shivers to my spine as he made me gush two more times. He had a knack for making me squirt and seemed like the only guy that could stimulate me so intensely. I also loved to suck his hard white cock and that seemed so strange to consider, since he had raised me as his daughter and I loved him like a father. It was confusing and I drifted off to sleep in his arms, feeling his cum ooze out of me as I fell asleep. We made love again the next.