I fixed my coffee while she continued to masturbate. When I put down my spoon I reached under the table and touched her thigh. She let a whispery moan...escape her lips. Her finger was moving faster. I lightly scraped my nails on her thigh and she managed to stifle a gasp, but started to cum regardless. She looked me in the eye and smiled as she felt the first wave coming. It took all of her control not to cry out or throw her head back. As she got preoccupied with her orgasm, I took out my. It looked almost like a normal house in the neighborhood. The siding had been installed before snow came and the crews could work inside on all the finishing things. When they worked. It still seemed like they were taking their sweet time. It had been nine months and my parents were still renting Nan’s house. No one seemed in a hurry to get the new house finished and moved into.Mom’s car was in Nan’s garage and Dad’s van was parked in the drive. I parked on the street and approached the house,. It was difficult for him to now know of her most recent travels around town with Nick, and Mel knew stuff about Nick that he couldn’t tell Tracy, at least not now. If he tried to explain Nick and his powers of manipulation to Tracy, Mel would just sound like a sore loser, a whiney little man. Better that he bide his time and prove to Tracy that of the two men, he was the more mature, the one more worthy of the trust she had in him and now was requesting that he give her.It didn’t help of course. Gas prices were outrageous and we seemed to burn through it like air. Ah well. At long last we were home again."Mom!" Pat was in my arms before my feet hit the ground.I was given the gift of one hug before the questions started."You got horses! What are their names? Boys? Girls? Can I ride em? Why is your face bruised? Can I help you unload?"I sent a silent prayer up to my mom thanking her for putting up with me."Which do you want answered first?" I asked back.Pat paused clearly listing her.