My fear of course with my wife being a school teacher her career would be ruined if someone recognized her and it went public.That first weekend Jamal...came to our home it was much more relaxed. Jamal knew he had her hooked on his BBC and took his time. He would take her to our bedroom and fuck her for hours and then take a break and fuck her for hours again. He would fuck her brutally hard at times and then slow and softly making sweet love to her. Either way she would have screaming. Ever. I wonder how she felt about it? But, alas, the embracebroke and she left. I waved goodbye to her and she smiled, waved, andbacked out of my driveway. I read the not as soon as I got back insideand I will always remember the closing: "Take care always. Jeri Chadwell"Indeed, I believe she truly does care about me. I was wrong with someof my more depressing entries in the first journal, prior to this one.She has cared for me and now we're closer than ever, trying to talk toeach other at. I continued to lick her clit with my nose right next to her pussy juice, driving me even crazier. I licked furiously until Shelby moaned loudly out of ecstasy. I started to slowly take my tongue from her clit to her asshole. We've never discussed going to that region of the body but I wanted to explore her.I licked and slowly opened the hole with my tongue. Shelby groaned quietly, letting me know she enjoyed the feeling. I continued for a while but stopped, knowing we should talk before I went. I always got a huge hard on whenever she did things like that. Dropping her towel while it was wrapped around her body, then bending over with her pussy is saying "hello" to me. I was getting close to giving in and fuck this woman real hard. But there was something else that created an issue. I was actually in love with my mother also. I mean really love her and created fantasies of taking her away from all of this and living with her until death do us part. It was the forth day after I got.