“Anyway, I expected you to be mad ... mad at the Army ... mad at the world ... even mad at me. But you weren’t. Fate handed you a horrible blow, b...t you tried to bounce back. You were thankful for the things you had instead of being mad about the things you’d lost. I like that.”His hand stroked her naked shoulder and back.“And then, you were willing to be vulnerable and let me take your picture. You showed me part of you that I know you don’t want to show anyone ... and let me photograph it. I. I could smell her beautiful scent from a few inches away, it always made me happy inside that I knew I got to prepare her for my father. I inched my face closer anticipating the warmth and moistness that was to engulf my senses. Just as she had taught me I started with gentle circles of her labia, tasting her and my father from the night before. I made a point of not connecting my small tongue with her clitoris as it was not my job in the mornings to give her an orgasm since I was just there to. “it doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy it either. And if I want to kiss my son again to show him I love him, I’ll do it! I Besides, why the fuck do you care all of a sudden?!”I rarely cursed in front of Charles, causing my husband to go white in the face. “Oh what?! Am I just a stay at home mom, chef, and laundry machine and do as you ask me to, whenever you want?! I don’t have thoughts and desires of my own?!”Charles didn’t know what to say again, completely floored at how confrontational I was being. I took her to the brink of an orgasm twice then backed off waited a few seconds and began again. The third time I took her to the brink she clamped my head between her legs and pushed the back of my head so that I was pushed hard against her pussy and was trapped there. She squealed and said,"Make me cum Rory, I need you inside me."I smiled to myself and brought her to the orgasm. I began to lash her clit with my tongue and her back arched and she screamed out her pleasure before collapsing.