Bret wasn't in love with Sally so he didn't respond to her comments in the way he thought she wanted him to. Kim wasn't saying any of those things and...Bret was taking her out fairly regularly. He was really enjoying her company and making love with her. Maybe something there was developing between them was a thought that ran through his mind. Kim asked him to attend various social functions with her and he was happy to do so.One day, he happen to notice the brochures Sally had given him about. Mom was sitting on the bed in my room, which was now her room. “Here” I handed it to her. She took the plate from me and patted the empty space next to her on the bed asking me to sit by her. I promptly obeyed.Mom was thoroughly enjoying her cake. With every bite, she would let out an orgasmic moan like that was the best cake she had ever had. She would scoop a big chunk of cake with her spoon and would stuff the entire thing into her mouth, clasping the spoon with her mouth. When she slowly. I had just enjoyed my second orgasm with three of his fingers up me this time when he handed me a brown envelope, telling me I could keep it in my work cupboard for good if I showed him what was in it and told him what I thought. We were in the back room, as usual, and I emptied the contents onto the table, astounded when pages of pictures, obviously from a well worn and old magazine that had now fallen apart, tumbled out. My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw the photos of black men. Jordyn slid her right hand inside her top and cupped her left breast, stroking and massaging it tenderly in her palm. Her fingers gently caressed the darker hidden flesh of her aureole and nipple through her bra, causing her to breathe a little heavier.Getting a little more excited, her face was becoming flushed and she felt the urgent need to have direct contact with her flesh. However, hearing a sudden noise, Jordyn withdrew her hand quickly and looked around. Satisfied that nobody was.