She picked up the plate and stared at it for a moment, as if needing to convince herself it was real. "Fuck, she even let you eat in our room??"Melind... just gave her sister a smug smile.Heather put the plate down with a loud clatter, casting a dark look at Melinda that made the younger girl's smile fade. "All right, just what the hell is going on?" Heather hissed. "What's wrong with Mom?" I don't know what you're talking about." Yes, you do, you little snot. She's sitting in the kitchen looking. Cathie replied a short time later, that she was fine, and that she would see me in the morning, and to go home. I decided to leave our car in the car park, and catch a taxi home. The drive home was bathed in a haze of memories of the past night, and it was in the morning and there was almost no traffic. When I reached home I took a quick shower and went to bed. Cathie hadn’t phoned yet, so I sent her a message on her phone. “Hey babe. Thank you that was an amazing experience. When are. Once before her shower and once after. Eventually she got fired for being late though because the second time I always lasted a really long time and it was harder to cum. So from then on, for a while we just laid in bed and fucked all day. I never pulled out and sometimes I would cum so many times in her a day that my balls would hurt. When this happened or my dick got raw was the only time we took a break.I also started randomly eating her pussy and started eating her ass too. (I know this is. I'm not supposed to have these." Ilifted up my sweater flaunting my tits towards Dr. Ramirez. Jess alwaysdid say I was blunt about certain things. "Mr. Jackson if you'd be sokind as to...um...pull your sweater down." She glanced at my tits almostlooking like she was smirking. I pulled the sweater down quickly. "I'd behappy to explain this however I don't have an explanation. This may verywell be one of the side effects of the drug." I thought carefully aboutwhat I wanted to say. Ok maybe I.