Now, what can I do for you tonight, Honey?" I still have questions. You said I could ask you any question I have." Mit was still uncertain of herself....I did tell you that, didn't I? Okay, come on in, sit down, and I'll try to answer your questions for you." I led Mit to my living room couch, gave her a hug, and had her sit down. "Let me get you a glass of tea, and then I'll try to answer your questions."I was only out of the living room a few minutes. When I returned, I was startled to see Mit. “The least I wanted to do was introduce you to your daughter. But deep down, I hoped you would want me back.”“When I saw you standing there, I wanted to go throw my arms around you,” I answered, “but I was sure by now you, as beautiful as you are, would have found somebody else. I thought the man in the truck, your uncle, was your husband.”She laughed.“What do we do now,” she said. “I don’t want to be taken away from you again.”I pulled out my cell phone, punched in a few numbers.“Rick, this is. “What’s two more?” I replied, motioning around with my arm to the unseen dozens of people we knew were in the house, outside, or still next-door.“Definitely more hospitable,” Walt snickered before busying himself on the computer again.I made my way upstairs carefully, almost as carefully as I’d approached the cellar door earlier today. When I found one of the therapists, I asked if Cheryl was around. They pointed back downstairs to my bedroom so I knocked on the slightly open door. I found her. His hand made its way down to my belly. He reached for my pussy from under my skirt and pulled down my panties. "God, I miss you," he whispered in my ear as he inserted a finger in me. I bit his lip and smiled. He continued to lick my nipples and playfully bit them. Then, he bent down to a squat so that his face was right in front of my pussy."I wanna eat you," he looked at me with a naughty smile. I raised my leg, giving Peter full access to my wet pussy. I was trying hard not to moan as he.