We decided to do the old fashioned every other week custody plan. Even though our night time games were now sporadic, that didn't mean that they were...any less enjoyable or fulfilling. Sarah could suck cock like a pro porn star and she enjoyed me eating her out like a sex fiend. She would squirm around on the bed and scream out when she came and flood my mouth with her sweet juice. I had begun using my fingers to penetrate her, but not too deep. I wanted to save that delicate hymen of hers. She squirmed on me, working her pussy up and down my girl-dick as she wiggled in excitement. I groaned, wishing she would stop and also not wanting her to ever quit.Then Mom was turning into his apartment complex. It was a U-shaped, three-story-tall building. The courtyard had a pool. People were moving around. We were going to be seen going naked. No helping that. But we had to get to Dad's.I grabbed my panties and said, “Well, let's go surprise Dad.”“I hope he's home,” Mom said.“I have a key. I replied back to her. In the evening she mailed me asking whether I am there on hangouts. We started chatting there. We exchanged numbers, Instagram, Facebook. She was working in an audit firm. I asked how she came to know about ISS. She said that her roommate taught about it and she is a regular reader. But she doesn’t know about me chatting with you. She is from Bangalore itself but her family moved to Gurgaon for work. For 4-5 days we chatted and shared all our personal things and pictures.. “Is that what I am?” I asked.“You don’t know?” Greg asked back.“No, I am just trying to figure it all out. I hope you are okay with this.” I told him.Greg paused for what I thought was an eternity and finally spoke.“Yeah, I’m okay. It’s just going to take a bit.” Greg said.“I understand,” I said.“What do I call you?” He asked as the thought just popped up.“Samantha or Sam,” I told him.“Well, that’s convenient,” Greg said, smiling.There were a few minutes of awkward silence until Greg spoke.