She stands in front of the fruit bowl, fingers running over smooth skin.Tears picked up the pigment from her makeup- that he’d had to stipulate, out...of irritated necessity, should not be waterproof- and rivulets of her teary mascara and snot adorning his cock rewarded him. Returning to the other end of the table, he sits, and folds his cuffs half-way up his forearms. Loosening rope, randomly yet with patience, he clasps his fingers, and presses his palms into the small of her back.She. "Just please don't ever tell me you hate me. If you do that, I think I'll lose you. I can't lose you, babe." You won't, Mom," she told me, prior to smooching my cheek.Suddenly, I felt my stomach. "Shit, I feel like I'm gonna be sick now," I muttered before I hurried to the bathroom.I went directly to the toilet, lifted up the seat and threw up."Mom, what's wrong? Are you okay?!" she wailed, getting down onto her knees with me and shaking a bit.I let out a little more and failed to reply for a. I expected him to climb off the bed and leave me now that he had used me;I knew that he was in a hurry. But he didn't. He lay beside me, kissingme affectionately and telling me how wonderful and beautiful I was. ButI was right. It was very late and he had to go.I lay on the bed and watched him dress. He bought me over a drink acigarette and sat on the bed to put on his shoes and socks."You are wonderful Wendy. That's what I'm going to call you... WonderfulWendy," he smiled down at me.He. I have to do the shopping as I started out the door I stopped and turned around, Hey how did you know I was uncaged tonight? She laughed and said I'll tell you when you come back. OK . I was out the door and in truck in a second, I had the Christmas list my wife had made out, I looked it over, umm lots of stuff for the boy, even a few things for me on there. Oh but her part was all sexy stuff from that place in the mall, she even had notes of where this shit could be bought! I hurried and got.