I was wanting more that night. I dressed up cute for my darling professor. I went with my favorite dress, a short little number decorated with big sun...lowers. I put on some nice dangly earrings and my little black necklace as well. My heart raced as I waited for her phone call. My mind was clouded with questions about our relationship however. For instance, I feared people's reactions if they found out I was in a lesbian relationship. I didn't know if my friends or family would be accepting. Carson? He’d probably tell her to get over it or something. Megan’s volatile enough.” I was looking down at the grass at this point. I looked back up to him. “None of those named probably mean anything to you, but they’re ... they’re people, you know? And somewhere out there is someone I can talk to who will make all this shit go away. God didn’t spare you, why the fuck should I believe He’s looking out for Nicole?” I sighed.My head slowly turned back to the grave. Talking to Mitch ... well,. “It’s a game Grams taught us. She called it ‘Blackjack’,” Jack answered with authority.Yeah, Grams is a hoot.Each of the kids had taken a handful of black-eyed peas out of the big sack in the pantry and were betting peas on each hand. They traded off being the dealer every 5 or 6 hands. Renee and I watched them and marveled at them. Even James was focused. Everything was so calm, and family focused. Renee took my hand and turned to face me.“Mick, when all of this is over, can we live here?”“I. My full length plummeted into his tight mouth and I froze in position. His tight throat tensed over and over as my meat had penetrated it deeply, his fingers clenched, and for a second his breathing became stifled gasps as he tried to draw air into his mouth around my cock. Still with my hand on his throat, I tightened my grip slightly, I could actually feel the bulge of my shaft in his neck, and I swelled larger with anticipation as his throat tightened and loosened its grip as the muscles.