At the top of the stairs, he greeted me with a kiss and a glass of wine, my misgivings finally dismissed.After wine, cheese, and admiration of the new...deck, we went to his bedroom, the door closed but ajar as in his usual ritual. After my top mount, we rolled over for his fastidious finish. We looked at one another as he moved slowly in and out to avoid a premature ejaculation.To extend play time he periodically ceased movement to let his penis calm down. Sometimes he would even stiffen and. What mattered was that I could feel the heat from her body, and smell her perfume. Of course, I got a hard-on! So shes sitting there, in her cotton nightie and bathrobe, and Im practically sitting in her lap, hoping she wouldnt notice the bulge in my pants. I think, you should go and take care of that – or youll just fidget all evening, and I wont be able to concentrate on the movie, she said in a toneless voice. My face must have been beet-red, as I bolted for the bed-room. Needless to say, I. When I got home mom had already fed the girls so she heated some leftovers in the microwave for me. I ate and watched some TV with the girls until Shonda got home. Looking both nervous and tired, she talked to the girls a little bit before taking a shower.When I went to bed I asked her if there was anything I could do to help her. She told me it was just some stuff at work she needed to deal with. We cuddled and she went to sleep.On Thursday all three funerals went as planned. I doubt John ever. I check myself in the bathroom. My pussy lips were swollen and red. I was producing that sticky slick fluid again. I could smell myself. I was taking my nightly walk in the neighborhood that evening. The walking exercise was doing wonders for my ass and legs. They were tightening up and I was showing them off in a pair of tight cotton workout shorts. If someone looked at my crotch they could plainly see the outline of my swollen lips. A real nice camel toe. And my erect nipples were poking.