Afterward, I discovered she was expecting the same.This guy kept pushing us to our limits and after 15 minutes, he went off with his stuff. Now it was...just me and her inside this small roadside tea stall. I lit one more cig and told her we will share it this time. She readily agreed.After having my puff, I was reluctant to give her. She started forcing me and her hand was crawling over my body. I was enjoying it to the fullest because of the reason I had already mentioned to you guys – her. When I move up to her ass, I take my thumb and begin to play with her clit. Rebecca is wet and has no trouble taking a finger in her pussy as I lick her ass.“Get on the bed fully and lay on your stomach,” I say mumbling while licking her. Rebecca rises and does as she is told.On her stomach, I sit on her upper legs. I split her ass cheeks and let some spit drop directly onto her ass hole. Without telling Rebecca I take my pinky and slide it into her ass. Rebecca let’s out a moan but says. Both of them looked away from me. It took a few moments before Mom answered."Much of what Hassan told you is nonsense, Sean. As you can see both your father and I are in perfect health. As far as I know, Linda Thomas is also cancer free."I could sense a 'but' coming."What about Brenda?" I asked again."Well ... I'm afraid that she didn't lie about that, Sean. Brenda has married Aiden and there is a son. John, I believe they have called him."The hope that I had rejoiced at, the hope that I had. He was in a bit of a mental fog waking up in this situation. For a moment, a crazy moment, he wasn’t sure if Sharon and the wreck were part of the same crazy dream. He worked up the energy to get out of the bed and look out the window of the room into the front yard. It was not a dream; the yellow 1962 Checker Marathon sitting in his driveway proved it wasn’t.It all came emotionally pouring back into him. He shook. He loved a woman; she was in danger. He had crossed some of his personal.