That would have made a lot more sense."Mother" was in the kitchen, doing about four things at once. I couldsmell the aroma of meat cooking, and could ...ee three salad bowls laidout filled with lettuce and tomato wedges. A vegetable - it looked likegreen beans - was in a bowl, ready to be served, with a dollop of buttermelting down over it. My stomach growled. Male or female, I began torealize I had eaten nothing since an early morning breakfast with Brad."Here," she said handing me a bowl of. Two-hundred-fifty dollars of her hard earned money... then, she laughed to herself... a mere drop in the bucket compared to what they were going to have soon... just the three of them. Lord, how happy they were going to be. She could almost cry just thinking of having her own little Igat with her for ever and ever... really, it was all for her... her sweet little baby. There was no sacrifice too great for her to make... Well, she'd burned her bridges now by simply disappearing this way, leaving. He rises upon his knees, lifting one of her legs in the air as he plunges inside her. He is perfectly positioned to thumb her clit as he fucks her. His cock fits snugly inside her tight, young pussy and he quickly thrusts, craving his own release too. Her back arches as she orgasms. He thrusts two more times and soaks her with his cum. Their mutually satisfying sex has held them together to this point. He curls up beside her, rubbing her back. Rolling over to face him, she cups his face in her. And we kissed again. Your hands were on my chest, moving them up and down, feeling my silk shirt. You like that feeling, don’t you? You think we should get some silk sheets? Oh, yes, sit back in the chair and raise your hips a bit, let me watch you. Use your fingers, touch your outer lips, trace them just like that. Well, I remember pulling you tight to me, and something happened. I don’t remember exactly, but probably a combination of the alcohol, us balancing on the steps, and then me.