Mera ab phir mein utha aur uski chehre ki taraf dekha aur bola aaj se tu meri h rohni. phir mene uski chut pe apma land rakha aur dalne ki kosis karne...laga.Mene ek jor ka dakha diya aur land adha ander ho gaya. Wo chillai… Ahm …. Eh …. Mar gayi mein toh … Mene uska muh band kiya apne ek hath se aur ek aur jor ka dakha diya.. Ab lund pura ander tha. Wo mundi idhar udhar karke machalne lagi. Mene phir dhire dhire ander bahar karna chalu kiya.Ab wo pura sath dene lagi. Pura kamra ahm … Oh …. Ah ….. "Then it hit me. I was leaving her, and soon, but what did she mean by 'not you too'?"Jenn, what can I do? I can't stand to see you hurting like this, but I don't know what to do?"She sat the album aside and reached back with her right hand, as if to tell me she wanted me to take it. "Just hold me, Sherri. Please, just hold me. I'm so scared."That's all I needed to hear. I got on the bed and scooted up behind her to wrap her in my arms and nuzzle my nose into her soft fragrant hair. "I'm here. “You're a good girl, Ashley.”“Yes!” she said, panting as his fingers began moving lightly over her outer folds, the soft touch and the heat driving her crazy. “I'm your good slut!” “Good sluts deserve a reward.”She gasped and bit her lip as he lightly touched her clit. “Ashley,” he said softly. She focused her eyes back into his. “Do not cum until I say so.”She whimpered and groaned, almost cried as she whispered out a painful “yes.” Remembering her role, she quickly added “sir” before the. Mom had been alone for nine years now.We talk several times a week and I try to visit at least once a week, but the past two weeks had been so busy that I’d missed lunch with her last Sunday. When she saw me at the door she looked quizzically at me and asked “Yes?”“Mom, it’s me, Dag.” Is she losing it?“What happened to your hair?” I realized she hadn’t seen me clean shaven since I got out of the Navy and I’d completely forgotten that Sinclair had dyed my hair.“Oh. I got a job. I have to look.