My friends have insisted that I get myself a "companion" for both company and protection. Since I am only thirty years old, and don’t want to remain...a widow the rest of my life, I decided it would probably be a good idea if I could find the right kind of companion in the meantime. So about a month ago, I found a beautiful light-colored "companion" about one and a half years old, owned by some people who were moving to Atlanta and couldn’t take him with them. They sold him to me and I was. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I started to kiss her as my hands moved to her thighs. I lifted her up and laid her on the back while we was still kissing. I pull her shirt off as I kissed her neck. I moved lower down her body with each kiss. I took off her bra and started to suck and gently bite her nipple. She started to moan slowly. I loved to hear her moan. I pulled off her pants and panties and moved farther down her body. I started to lick and sick her clit while I fingered her. ‘Isn’t it cloudy out? And cold?’ He stood, wiping his hands on a kitchen towel, but I saw a small smile flirting with the corner of his lips. ‘So, what’s your point?’ I asked, because if he knew me at all, he knew none of that mattered. He laughed. ‘What time does it start?’ ‘In about 30 minutes.’ I liked it when I got my way. ‘Let’s get some blankets. Don’t want you freezing your ass off. It’s too fuckable.’ I laughed, ‘Yes, can’t have that happening.’ Later, as we sat on the blankets with my. The effort it had taken to bear my discovery before my mother in a manner she was forced to acknowledge nearly caused me to curl up and die.Instead, I jumped up and sped out of the room. As I ran, I stuffed my wilting cock back into my pants, nearly cutting it with my zipper. I raced outside. Cum soaked into my trousers and cooled. I ran straight into my brother."Jules, what's the matter?" He grabbed me, roughly. For a second I thought he was angry with me. "I heard a shout."He had been walking.