I called Faye the day after we’d been freezing our tits off outside the pub having a smoke. She sounded a bit strange, like she was caught on the ho... or something. I asked her if she would like that drink and happily, she said yes again and we met later at Platform Nine. I got there a bit early and bought a bottle of white wine, got two glasses and selected a table away from the chill of the doorway and poured myself a drink. She arrived a few minutes later than we’d agreed, kissed me and sat. How is he?"She tried mightily to maintain her composure but quickly broke down."Mom ... he's in a coma. They don't know what's going to happen yet. They don't know if he's ... going to be ... all right," she choked out between sobs."Brenda ... I'm so sorry. Are you all right? Where are you staying?" Mom ... I'm at the Onyx Hotel, almost right beside the hospital. I'm staying here until I can take Pete home. The doctor that looked after Pete gave me an examination to make sure everything was. " and she searched for the word, "I think for me it's reverence. I respect you so much. Your name is beautiful: 'God shall add'." God already has," he replied and smiled that smile that turned her on so much.She pulled him to her and kissed him deeply."Should we be doing this, you asked," she said reflectively. "Why shouldn't we? You love me, I love you. Do you feel uneasy about that?" No," he said "I feel completely at ease with you here. Even naked. But..."She was still pressed against him. “Good morning,” she muttered as she removed my cock from her mouth and continued stroking it with her hand, “Did you sleep well? No bad dreams I hope?” and I burst out laughing at her cheeky humour. “No, I had a terrible night” I teased back, “and I dreamed that my cock was being ripped off!” “That was no dream” she responded, “that was little me just keeping you ready for this morning. Now, how would you like breakfast?” and she rotated herself so that she could lower her beautiful pussy onto.