We had a tea together and left.The next day, I came from the office and freshened up and went to her home. Wished her happy birthday and gave her a gi...t and left. That night, I got a text from her saying “Thank you”.I thought she would scold me for that. To my surprise, I texted back asking, “Do you like that gift and winked?”. She replied, “Why are you doing this?”I said I just wanted to make her happy on her birthday. She replied, “Come over, uncle won’t come tonight.” I went and she was. My teeth clenched together and the wail became a frothy hiss. Whew! That didn’t take long! Basically, i had already been masturbating that morning –by bicycle! My lower body felt like jelly. My aching breasts were pushed together by my upper arms and i began to tease and pinch my swollen nipples between my left thumb and forefinger, first one, then the other, then rubbing both with a palm, letting the fingerprint swirls do their magic. I came steadily, continuing to buck and ride my slithering. Then she did something that she had never done before she wiped the salty load on my lips and then lowered her mouth to mine.I could taste both the semen she had placed on my lips as well as the sperm she had tasted earlier as we embraced in a hot, sweaty kiss.She didn't raise the issue of having sex with Cheryl or Ron again but continued to demonstrate a strong sexual appetite. She continued to introduce larger and larger dildos into our anal play and seemed to enjoy me now using them on her. I looked up to see that John was coming toward my dads truck I opened the door and I ran to his car where I got in. I did not want John to see that I was crying. I saw my dad get out of his truck, I watched him and John talk for a while and then they shook hands before dad got into his truck and drove away. John opened his door and as he slid in, he looked right at as he said, Well Bitch its your fault I wont be playing for the championship this year. I just stared at him as I felt more tears.