I was so slick and wet from the amazing foreplay that my body offered little resistance, and he sank himself into me with one long, smooth stroke.I wr...pped my arms and legs around his body and we moved slowly, gently, in perfect unison. It felt like we were one. Before long, the sweat of our bodies began to mix, which just seemed to add to our passionate love-making.We were so close. It was as if I could feel his heart beating through his chest. The weight of his body on top of me, his manly. Aunt Bella began to suck my cock with unmitigated skill letting the head slip to the edges of her lips before plunging back down again to take nearly its full length into her warm mouth. She took my cock to the back of her mouth and held it at the opening of her throat. Aunt Bella bobbed her head a few times as the muscles of her throat relaxed and allowed my cock to enter. She squeezed my cock head several times with her throat muscles making a soft retching sound. I was beside myself, and at. She takes the flowers when he hands them to her and puts on a perturbed look on her face. After directing the man toward the living room, she steals a whiff of the flower’s scent and smiles. “What are you doing here?”“Bringing you flowers,” he answers.“That’s all?” Tabitha steps over to stand by the couch as he takes the chair to sit down in.“Not just that,” he tells her with a warm, friendly smile. “I understand that you haven’t been in school all week.”“You heard right,” the girl answers kind. ‘I think so. It’ll take some time. He’s hurting, but he’s young and resilient and I believe he’ll get over this in time.’ ‘And what about you?’ ‘Good question. I’ve been wondering what would have happened if I’d still been married to Carla when this occurred. How would I have handled it? How would I have felt afterwards? It’s pointless, really. While I was there, I spent a lot of time at night wishing I was here with you. I did not want to be in that house. It was my past and I don’t want to go.