Maybe life had taught him not to talk and share about himself and his feelings. More of a gruff man of action, than a man of words. A fighter not a po...t or a lover.But as he sensed Jill’s genuine interest in him, the barriers seemed to drop piece by piece. It was as if being so used to holding the world at arm’s length, he was relieved to finally have someone to share with. Someone who was interested not just in what he could do at work, but interested in Malcolm the person.With her patient. I pushed the button, prepared for the beep, and let the message play as I feel into the nearby chair. As I was fighting a battle with my left shoe, one of the most beautiful voices I have ever heard filled my apartment and my ears. I stopped what I was doing to listen. It was Marcy. She was calling to tell me what a wonderful time she had had last night and that she hoped we would be able to do it again. She told me to call her as soon as I could. The ending beep for that message played and I. It’d been so long since she felt the excitement of being with her son sexually. And now the feeling of his tongue was unique enough to remind her of the last time. Quivers went through her body. At the same time she felt the shaking and quivering of Mike’s body as he started to fuck her mouth. The room was getting noisy now. She knew that there was only one apartment next door and it was Mike’s. So there was going to be no reservation in the sounds she made.There was heavy breathing from all. Laura, for it was of course she, waited at the door with growing unease. Ever since she had arrived at her mother's house the night before, she had been haunted by a fear that she was about to make a monumental idiot of herself. Her mother had asked shrewd questions about her sudden decision to visit and Laura, feeling that it was impossible to explain the situation to anyone else, had been obliged to give vague and evasive replies. In the morning as she sat in her car in the driveway of her.