I’ve tried my best to reply to all. I’m sorry if you haven’t heard from me yet. But keep them coming. If you haven’t read already, please rea... them on my profile.Let’s get back my erotic passionate sex story.After two days of rough sex, I was dropped home by them as they were more overdone with me. That day from the evening, I slept because I had body aches here and there, some parts were sore, and I had a really bad headache too. The next morning I woke up being rather lazy to get up. My body. He seemed to be preoccupied with the conversation so I thought nothing of it, and with his pants on, I could get my brain off of the thought of his dick. He tried effortlessly to keep her but she broke up with him right then and there. He got off the phone and seemed very heartbroken. Are you o.k. Hunny, I asked. Yeah, I’m alright he said. Are ya sure babe? Yeah, I was only with her cause she reminded me of someone. Who, I asked. Just somebody, mom, you wouldn’t understand. He left the room. That focused me instantly.With a quick step, I snagged her arm before she got blood on her face. Her eyes held panic and terror. "Gretchen, look at me," I said calmly. "Focus on me. Don't touch anything with your hands."She swallowed and visibly brought herself under control."What happened here?" I asked, my cop voice cutting through her panic."I... I don't know." Gretchen tried to look back toward the bathroom, but I shifted a half step and blocked her line of vision. I needed her to focus on. Joanne Rushbury. Rushbury he knew was his mother'smaiden name but he didn't know a Joanne, then it struck him, it must behis grandmother's name. Apparently she had lived with his parents untilshe died, a year or so before he was born. Intrigued, he opened it andfound it was a confirmation letter for his grandma's placement at a Carehome some 20 miles away from here. Mystery! John had not realised she wasin a Care home. Still puzzled John opened the front door and saw hisformer next door.