It was how much difference having only our brief emotional and personal connection by the second fuck immensely changed and improved it over the first...one. Sure, it was quite a way from “making love” but nonetheless it was so much better. She acknowledged it too, with her driven sex satisfying a much more primitive need than the ones in between those episodes.We started dating more and more. She still did the occasional frat party and other gang-bang scenarios monthly, saying it was brought on. ”“No, no, it’s all that whore Danielle’s fault,” Mom hissed. “And mine for not doing this enough.”I grinned as Mom fell down to her knees before Dad and sucked his cock into her mouth. Dad’s eyes bulged in surprise. He ran a hand over the brown goatee framing his mouth. He was a tall guy, handsome, I supposed. Pleasure crossed his face.“Damn, Tabby,” he groaned. “That’s good.”Mom just sucked with noisy passion. She put as much enthusiasm as Bimbo did in sucking my cock. My pussy clenched at the. ================================================= Kerry went from anguish through despondency and on down until at last he arrived at miserable. He knew that there was a last stop on the ride and he tried to keep himself from growing cold to the world around him, but he knew that he’d get there eventually. One morning in the late spring, just about at the second anniversary of him having met the woman who’d come into his life, turned it upside down and then disappeared, he walked into the. My mom scolded me and said to leave the room but I said I was just helping and wanting to solve the problem but mom said no, that’s not a problem for your age you go out do some work, let her take some rest. Your dad I’ll come and solve so you don’t be too smart in this situation. I clearly understood that this problem that she doesn’t want to let me know. I just left the hall saying in low voice is that so personal that young one’s are not allowed to know it. I wanted to change my mind and.