Once the sauna had come up to temperature, Melanie ladled some water on the rocks.“Melanie,” I said as the steam hissed away from the rocks, “th... state she’s in is like you that day. You know the one I mean.”“The day I tried to kill myself. Yes. I saw that the minute she walked in. I honestly didn’t think it was Jennifer at first. She’s never, ever looked like that.”At least she could say it. That was a good thing, in my opinion. And probably a result of the therapy. I had trouble saying it. “You liked sucking me, didn’t you.” I looked up at him…our eyes met…we smiled. There was a time for talk, but this was not it.I reached for his pulsing cock, taking hold, gesturing it close and played with it. “That feels so good Mom,” he said. I stroked him again and cupped his balls. “Are you going to make me come again?” he asked. “Would you like that?”…a stupid question but we were feeling our way. He said: “I’m having those sexual feelings we talked about.” I continued stroking and. Again his passion stirred at her nearness. ‘You may eat something if you are hungry. Sit on my pallet if you like,’ Bastion said gesturing to his hay-covered pallet. With both hands filled, one with the food plate, the other with the water jug, held out to her in offering, he hoped that he appeared less intimidating. His voice was rough and his speech guttural and it made him seem that much more primitive and intimidating. Her eyes kept trailing down his body stopped by what stirred between his. A red silk robe clung to her curves as she slowly moved her hands up and down her body, her hands skimming over her tits causing her nipples to get hard and her pussy to tingle. Her long brown hair was curly and mussed as if she had just walked out of bed and her lips were painted a bright red. Every man would imagine her lips around their cock before the night was over. She grabbed the sash from her robe and slowly stroked it back and forth a few times as she bit her lips, still gyrating to.