I asked him to stop in some secluded space, he had already his pants down, I pulled my Mini up, I could see my well-shaved pussy, I removed my top and...bra and was playing with my boobs, his expression was like he was in heaven, I opened my mouth slightly, swaying my cock, I was having his cock in my mouth, making sexy sounds, he was vigorously shaking his cock, he was almost near his cumming, I didn’t want to disappoint him, I stayed the course, he shagged himself and relieved him, I thought. I spent at least two weekends a month in Branson, and arranged for at least one of my ladies to be with me in D.C. one more time a month. We kept ourselves quite busy while we were together. The magic hadn't worn off, and we wisely chose to avoid additional pregnancies, choosing stability over productivity.Rebecca continued to receive exceptional treatment for her bi-polar disorder and was doing very well. Her outlook was optimistic, and her behavior was level, so we worried less all the time.. My next step was to determine what cable TV/Internet vendor serviced my home and get that turned on as well. I prepaid to get my LP gas bulk tank filled then bought a 2-wire DSL modem and arranged for its activation. The last thing I did in town was to buy a half-dozen steaks, some sandwich fixings, a case of beer, a big sturdy cooler and ice. I headed home.I never would have found the place without my GPS. I wouldn't say that it was in Satan's arm-pit, but that last road left a bit to be. It was done in the old style sepia toning. The image was of a Lakota woman sitting and holding a baby; standing next to her and slightly behind her was a tall rugged looking man."That's a picture of Grandma Chante and your Grandpa Jim. The baby is John, my great, great grandfather," William explained. "John was your great, great, great grandfather." We visit Grandpa Jim's burial platform every year. Right?" James asked. William nodded. James said "I don't remember seeing a picture of him before.