.. what about our relationship?"Looking pointedly at her, I asked, "Do you really want to know?"This was a well-established signal that one of us woul... cut through the fog of protective words if we were serious or impatient and wanted to get on with something pressing. On the other hand, if it were the usual verbal game, we'd parry that offer with some gratuitous insult or another."Uh, yeah, Billy. I really do wanna know. What're ya thinkin'?" The last question was a little muffled as she. Lisa sat on the bed behind me as a woman reading a magazine on a couch appeared on the screen. “what movie is this” “it’s one of my mom’s favorites. Just keep watching, it gets real good.” Another woman entered and I they started talking, I couldn’t hear what they were saying, the sound wasn’t too great. The one woman sat down next to her and moved real close to her. About this time I was beginning to wonder what was going on when they started kissing. I laughed uncomfortably at first, but. Then when Sally had cleaned his cock enough her ordered her to kneel over her daughter's face and lower her cunt to her waiting tongue.He then slammed his cock up Jenny's mother's anal chute and was delighted as Sally groaned. The action pushed Sally's cunt harder against her own daughter's mouth and Jenny's tongue rubbed against Sally's clit bring forward as sexual grunt from her mother.When Ted felt he could no longer withstand his impending orgasm he pulled his cock out and quickly. Church bells rang throughout the city, and crowds of celebrants began to fill the streets. Mr. Sharp had given us the rest of the day off, and I had made my way through the thickening crowds to Marcel’s, where it had all started for me. As soon as I entered the bistro, Marcel came over to me and we embraced in a way that only close friends do. There were tears of joy streaming down his face, which I knew reflected the palpable relief all over the world that this four-year long nightmare was.