Ann couldn’t live with the guilt of her treatment by her father without sharing it with someone and who better than her best friend?As they reacquai...ted themselves, Pete talked to her and held her hand, before she put her arms around the neck of her childhood friend and cried into his broad chest.“Ann only told me that she had been sexually assaulted by a relative and that it still affected her with bouts of chronic depression that she thought it might lead to suicide,” Pete explained to Sheila. Soon I was hard again.“I want you to relax,” Sandy said to me. “Just lay back. It’s my turn to pleasure you.” She leaned over to the nightstand and dipped her finger into a shallow jar. She rolled back over and eased into position with her head above my cock. She lowered her head, kissed my cock, licked my balls and slid her tongue around the rim of my ass, something I’d never felt before. Her lubed finger entered my asshole about an inch with a gentle in-and-out motion, and I groaned when her. Fortunately the 'noise' level was low enough that I could more or less tune it out despite not being able to shield myself from it.Unless I decided to turn it all off, and then boom! All quiet, all the time. But no more living inside Chris' love when I did. It was an agonizing choice, but there were times during the day when I just couldn't think through the surge of it and had to turn it off.Once the dinner was done and the evening's small talk and other social niceties out of the way, Chris'. “I am not married?” Cristine softly replied.“Well then, when was the last time that you were fucked?” Joey asked.“Five days ago, before I left to come visit my daughter,” Cristine softly replied.“Are you on birth control?” Joey asked Cassaundra’s beautiful sexy mother.“Yes, I am, and I usually do not let men cum inside me without wearing a condom,” Cristine softly said.“Well then, you should be safe for me to ejaculate my baby-making cum into your hot pussy without knocking you up,” Joey.