Sometimes Fiona wondered if she should feel bad, but for whatever reason, she couldn't. Not in the way that would make her regret anyway. Those few fl...eting moments of feeling guilty somehow just increased the intensity levels and made her orgasms stronger.Someone had once told her that guilt could be intoxicating and addicting. She had laughed but now she understood and even wished she could somehow feel worse.She tried to think back to the early days with Sean. Picnics in the park and holding. Lithe limbs in damaged and torn stockings shift her weight as those long hours of intense physical exercise on the tread mill offer up their accumulated bounty. As she moves I smell the musk scent of her sex rising up and filling my nostrils with the sweet perfume of her womanhood. This smell that has driven me as she has walked past me so many times before, surrounding her like a sexual aura. Only now can I truly imbibe in its delicate fragrance as I move my face downwards and drink in her. "Are you all right, Harry?" Pat asked him taking his hand."You guys listened in?"Pat nodded. "We were afraid she was here because of us. We're sorry." Never mind," Henry answered. "This is obviously something I won't be able to hide." They have you in a bind with that DNA test, haven't they?" Pat mused, once again proving her quickness of mind."I have to call your mother. Will you keep Mrs. Fitzsimmons company for a few minutes? Milena, will you bring us coffee? Thanks."Josie was already awake. Soon her lips were kissing the head and she slowly took it into hermouth, caressing it as she did so. She began sucking on it even beforeshe took the full length into her throat for a moment. She flicked hertongue at the tip of the monster and around the head. She ran hertongue up and down the bottom of the cock as she slowly took more andmore of into her mouth.How long did she demonstrate her knowledge of how to please a cock? Itseemed like hours as she used the talents she had acquired.