”“Partly because you were with me, darling. I knew you would back me up if needed, so that gave me strength. I am feeling drained now, though, so ...ive me a cuddle, John.”John gladly gathered her into his arms and hugged his fiancée tenderly. This was another step in her coping with the outside world, beyond the family fold. She had indeed done well. She probably would cope well with the wedding also, he thought to himself, wondering if he himself would cope, with his parents, Catherine’s. . I don't think we should..."She kissed him on the lips to quiet him."It's okay, Mr. Rogers. I won't tell. Would you like me to give you a blow job?"Without waiting for an answer, she dropped to her knees and flicked her tongue across his swollen crown, tasting the precum that had drooled out. She stretched her lips around his girth and sucked him into her mouth, swirling her tongue across his cock feeling every ridge and vein sculpted into the throbbing flesh. Holding him with her hand, she. I got up quickly and took the bags from him and walked back up the stairs once again. As I rounded the staircase, I heard Courtney’s Mom talking to her daughter. I stopped at the bedroom door looking in, she was helping Gia get into bed. “Where do you want these Mrs. Timmons ?”, I asked. “Just set those down right there Brian. Thank you.”, she replied. I set the bags down just outside of the door, turned and headed back down the stairs. By the time I got to the family room, Mr. Timmons had. "This does not seem to be a bachelor's apartment. This place has a woman's touch." Well, my divorced friend, my roommate, is a woman," I said with a sense of satisfaction."Oh! That was quick and painless. You already had her lined up even before we were formally divorced. Were you having an affair behind my back?" She asked in a sarcastic tone."Does it matter? And what is with this inquisition? I told you I wanted nothing to do with you once we were divorced. That is why I did not even give you.