He kept cupping them with his hands. I struck my chest out so he could press against my tits even harder. I raised my hips up and pulled my dress out ...rom under my ass. My son understood why.He lowered his hands to unzip his shorts. I had to rise up so he could get to his zipper. I heard him unzip his shorts. I still had his dick trapped under my ass. I raised my hips even more."Everything OK, honey?" My husband asked me. "Are you getting uncomfortable on our sons lap? Do you want me to stop so. “Is that what you came round to tell me?” I caught the guilty expression on her face. “You came round to dump me?” This time Amy shrugged – not an easy thing to do when you’re supporting your own weight on your elbows. “So why did you have sex with me?”“Erm…”“Oh my God. You came round here to dump me.” I ran the phrase around in my head. It made sense – Amy had dumped me every time we’d had sex. Each time I thought it’d be different; each time I’d hoped.It never had been.I thought about what. ” He replied as he ushered Gabby down the steps.Gabby looked back at Janie. “See you there. Be safe!”“You too!”Once settled in his SUV he turned to Gabby. “First we get check into the hotel, then I’m arranging a meeting with my lawyer friend.”“If you say so…” Gabby sat still staring vacantly out the window.Jacob reached for her hand and gave it a firm squeeze. “It’s going to be alright. We’ll figure something out. And hell, if all else fails we’ll leave town, change our names… whatever it. And that cute cocksucking, cuntlicking smile of his. His brother and sister never had time to look after him and I didn't like him being at home on his own after school so I arranged from the time he was ten years old that he'd call into the local gym and they'd let him sit in the office and do his homework until I could call by and pick him up later. The gym was run by my best mate, Laurie, and we went way back so I knew Justin was in safe hands.It was when he was 13 going on 14 that it first.