Now if I went down for a stretch, who would get custody of Bridget? Yeah, you've got it - Emily. So I had to be careful about what I told her. Look, I...ve found myself in a very unusual situation that left me trusting very few people. Regretfully that included the one person who I wanted to trust me again. You try to get your head around that little problem?It was about three weeks after my first meeting with Pat in the Pub that his phone call came. Although I'd told him to use the new mobile. The muscles in her pussy twitched and convulsed, massaging and milking my cock. I couldn’t take it any longer. My cum burst deep inside of her. I could feel it splashing against her and across the head of my dick. The heat and wetness of her was incredible. “Oh my god!”, I screamed. I had never felt anything like this. She broke from our kiss, still in the throes of orgasm. “You’re cumming in me!!! I can feel it!!!! I love your cock!! I love your cum!!! Keep fucking me!!!! Don’t stop!!! Please. ‘How many times I have to tell you how to properly address me?’ ‘My apologies, Mistress Mel!’ ‘Better. Now suck!’ ‘Yes, Mistress!’ I wrap my lips around the cock. My fingers start to tease her testicles. She moans. I know very well how sensitive her balls become when she is so aroused. Mel spreads her legs apart giving me full access to her privy parts. I stick my index finger in her anus and slide it inside causing her cock to throb in my mouth. I can feel the salty taste of her precum. He didn't say he did not care about me at all. He just left. I had no idea where he was or where he would go.It was beyond obvious that he was angry. He had a right to be. Despite my good intentions, I had royally screwed up. If he had done that to me, he would have been lucky to find me only angry. I would probably have been in a near murderous rage. I would have visited revenge on him until he wished he had never met me.How could I have been so stupid? Cheryl had repeatedly warned me to talk.