‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Do you think getting a divorce will solve your problems?’ he asked. She nodded. ‘I guess I do,’ she said. ‘I’ve been...finding out recently that there’s a lot in life I’ve missed. I just hope it isn’t too late to catch up on some of it.’ ‘It isn’t too late. You’re a beautiful, vibrant woman,’ Peter told her, ‘and I’m sure you have a good future ahead of you.’ ‘I hope so,’ Bonnie said. ‘But it doesn’t matter. I can’t stay trapped in this marriage any more. Being alone can’t be. "Actually, now that you mention it ... no, it was Christopher's idea. Eric didn't say a thing," Megan said. I felt her unspoken question in my mind."Didn't think so," I muttered."What's wrong, Patrick?" Megan asked, concern in her voice."I don't know. Keep an eye on Christopher when you're with them. Something weird is going on with him. I can't put my finger on it, but something's different." We can cancel the whole thing if you think we're in danger," Amy said.I almost laughed. I couldn't. So my first 20 days went on like this. I would rarely stay at home except to sleep at night. But everything changed 10 days back which has made me land up in a pleasurable paradise. I had just parked my car at our garage and entered our home and it was half past 4 am.I saw lights up at my Mom’s home office that is just adjacent to my bedroom. So I had decided to check in on her as she sleeps at 3.00 am sharp even when she has had loads of work. I just wondered what made her stay awake for so. She let it run slowly down her throat, making believe that she had sucked it straight from his prick instead of simply lapping it up from her frigging hands.She sighed as she swallowed.She began to play with her pussy gently, squirming around on her hands, letting more cum-flavored drool tingle on her tongue and spark her taste buds.When her fingers were all gooey from her groin, she held them together and pushed them in and out of her lips, sucking off her own cuntjuice.Cuntjuice, for some.