Within that hour they talked about anything and everything, no specific topic, just careful not to mention family, time, or any thing involving the fu...ure and/or the past. They talked like two old souls, revealing things to the other, they would not even admit to themselves. They were so absorbed in each other, they were oblivious to the car following carefully behind them. *** ‘The Rouge’ was owned by Pierre Rouge, a small man with a slight hump, huge bright blue eyes and a wide, ear-to-ear. Addison watches with her eyes gazing on Sean’s big black cock as it seems to grow & stiffen even more. “Please put it in my mouth.” Addison begs, since she can’t reach out for it herself. Sean just continues to stroke it very near to her mouth, when it gets mere inches away, Addison opens her mouth and tries to grasp it with her mouth but misses. “You want this black cock don’t you” Sean asks.“Yes, YES I do!” Addison answers without hesitation.“Now that you have had black cock you are hooked,. Does it turn you on to think that the salty cum on your lips comes from your slut whore of a mother giving it up to any man?” She had me just right, that was such a turn on, thinking of my sweet mother used and fucked and then licking that man”s juices right out of her, “Fuck honey, I”m gonna cum too if you keep it up.”Sure enough, as I continued to lick my mother”s cunt, she began to writhe and wriggle, pushing her cunt up toward my mouth and holding the back of my head until I was almost. Now Daphne’s son Peter was struggling. He was 19 years old, he’d flunked out of college, and he had a drinking problem. Like most concerned parents, Daphne had worried about him a great deal, and also explored every sort of intervention she could think of.The problem wasn’t money -- Kyle was generous, and she explained it to her husband as a wealthy relative who wanted to remain anonymous -- which was basically true. Peter could get by comfortably without working a day of his life. But Daphne.