Licking it with my dripping wet tongue in a fast up and down motion I then moved up to her clit and started to suck on it. Her body jolted in a violen... manor. I then move up from her clit to look in to her beautiful dark eyes. I tell her “this pussy is mine, it belongs to me” as I rub my hot wet throbbing member up and down between her lush pussy lips. I then take my cock and put it inside her dripping wet pussy, only half an inch in and I take it back out, I do this several times. Whilst. She signed her note with hearts. That symbolism would help me survive this night.Yet I was like a moth drawn to the flame. I knew what Kavita and Prem were going to do, but I had to know more. I wanted to understand if she was as complicit in cuckolding me as it seemed, and whether she really loved Prem as much as he thought. A part of me needed confirmation that she really loved me, and that she was only putting on this one last show to close the relationship with her lover. I wanted to know. I’m screaming and sliding down the wall. My Mom is in front of me just as I black out. When I come to, my Mom is holding me on the floor and she’s crying. I’m wrapped in her arms with my head against her chest and I feel like a child but I don’t want her to let go. I grip onto her and cry. She shushes me and strokes my hair. I rip away from her and retch at the feel of a hand stroking my hair. It brings me back to that day and I feel his touch. My Mom looks heartbroken but nods as if she. In preparation for following Mary Margaret and his younger brother to the kitchen, Gerald returned his magazine to the briefcase he'd placed beside the comfortable chair he occupied. He paused for a moment to look at the young woman, enjoying what he saw.Mary Margaret's hair, still wet from her shower, was hanging down her back and a few tendrils had fallen over her shoulder to dampen the front of her t-shit. In deference to company, she was wearing pajama bottoms, but had not put on a bra.