Don’t get me wrong. It was not romantic love, for several reasons. But it was still love. We had met---well how we met does not really matter. It wa... six months ago. At first a lot of flirting, then sexy online conversations. Then talk about our dissatisfactions in life. Then it changed. She pulled back. I suspected she decided she was not interested in me romantically, but for some reason we kept talking. We openly resolved to become friends, and that is what we did. Great friends. Friends. Gillian's mouth launched off my nipple, and she got up onto her knees. "Cum all your step mommy's stomach and boobies, Gabriel. Let her know how much you love her." Okay, Gillian. I love you too," he announced before the first stream of his cum bolted out.I watched his cock shoot out his white stuff. It was four long streams which all splattered out over my bosoms and stomach. With each shot that covered me, my smile seemed to get a little bigger. I failed to look anywhere else; I just wanted. More often than not,I got pretty tipsy and snuggled up close to my "host".Without fail, his hands would begin to roam my body, causing my breathto quicken and my nipples to stand straight out. I would rub hisswollen member through his pants, tell him how proud I was of mycompany, how important his continued business was to us, and was thereanything I could do to make his stay more pleasurable?It was amazing how often - and how fast - we wound up back at the Ritz"in conference". These. We looked at each other nervously until he yelled “DO IT NOW LADIES”, so we both began to strip. My daughter started crying as we stripped so once we were naked, I held her and said “it’s gonna be alright baby, just be strong for momma” and she looked up at me and smiled.The older deputy said my name is John as he handed me the mop, then he handed my daughter the paper towels and said “wipe off the table with these” while your mom mops the floor. As we did what we were told, the older deputy.