We both were wet. He kissed me on my lips and moved his tongue into mine. It was but still, I was enjoying it.His saliva was going into my mouth. He ...ent down kissing me all over my boobs. My nipples were already erect, he pressed my one nipple with his fingers and bit the other one. I gave out a moan, “Ahhh..kaka..slowly..”I was moving my hand through his hairs. He further went down kissing my belly. Then he pulled out my short and threw it aside. I was only in my pantie now. He was just. .. like this?" And when I didn't answer right away, she added " ... I have." I opened my mouth; then I closed it again. I didn't know what to say. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her right now. "No," she answered for me. "No, of course not. That's okay. Really. Thanks for being honest with me."I grinned. "I didn't say a word." Oh yes you did." She sat up, then push-pulled me until we were able to sit on the bed's edge. It was a regular breakfast ... and regular portions. It tasted. Jo was getting wet and ready to party!. When we got into the room and as Dave was getting his camera ready, Jo and I rather quickly pulled down the bed covers and went into a passionate embrace. With help from me, her mini slid up to the tops of her thighs and I soon had two fingers buried into her pantiless pussy. Next thing I feel is a pair of hands reaching around my waist to unbelt, unbutton and unzip my slacks. It was, to my surprise, Dave. He soon had my pants and boxers off of me so that. "So don't feel bad. You're not a bad wife; you tried your best to make your marriage work, long after it was dead. What helping your Tiger with his special needs shows is simply that you're a good and loving mother. The fact that you get sexual pleasure from helping him is besides the point because you'd help him anyway, even if it was extremely painful for you. That's the kind of person you are."Susan breathed a big sigh of relief. "Thank you, Suzanne! You know just what to say. Oh my gosh!.