I never learned to read that woman, not when I dropped out ofschool to join the gangs and she started to teach me; not when she tookme in after I ran ...way from home; and I understood her least of all whenI turned to her after losing Kate. Even then, at the end, I couldn'tbring myself to hate Sakura."Hey there, you okay?" asked Mom, gently shaking my shoulder. "Youlooked a wee bit lost."I blinked, snapping back to the present. It was beginning to grow darkoutside. A faintly transparent image. She was tall and thin. She had great legs from dancing and smallish breast. I was currently dating my wife at the time. She was out of town visiting family back east. On many occasions Jen or her sisters would come by to use my oven. Theirs has been out of commission for a while. This particular night Jennifer came over in a robe and asked if she could put a casserole in. I said of course! I asked her if she was cooking for her boyfriend. She said that he was out with his friends. She had. . come home early ... We could have...”“Yes,” Chaun said, stroking her hair. “We could have.”Adelaide struck quickly, her hands seizing Chaun’s silvery hair, gripping it as she planted her lips hard and hot on his lips. She kissed him with passion. She moaned, pushing him back, hungry for him. To be loved again. She believed two men loved her, and she needed to know that one of them still did.Chaun pushed on her shoulders, breaking the kiss. “Wait...”“Wait?” She shivered. “I...” Her voice. "Mmmm, yeah," I moaned as I masturbated for them.With them staring at my cunt, I looked at their crotches and saw twohuge wet spots.I then turned around to show them my ass and wiggled my asscheeks intheir now excited faces."Do you guys like my ass?" I asked. Swallowing hard they said "Yeah!"Sitting back down on my chair I asked them to return the favor."Come on," I said playfully, parting my legs to give their wide-openeyes another look at my wet pussy as I once again began playing withmy.