Frieda had developed a surprisingly good singing voice, memorizing nearly every song in Rebecca’s playlist. She sang day and night, dancing to the v...deos Rebecca had on her cell phone.“Will Gerhard disown me?” Rebecca asked, preparing a breakfast of bacon and eggs, home fries and toast for Frieda. The thought of eating anything made her ill, though surprisingly, she easily tolerated the smells generated from her cooking. The fact it was destined for Frieda’s stomach and not hers made the. She came on her knees and started to unzip my trouser and started to kiss my boxer like crazily. She removed my boxer and started giving me blow job. She was sucking from top to bottom and I should say she was pro in sucking. She also sucked my testicle for almost 1 hour she kept on giving me blowjob. I cummed in her mouth once and she drank it and did not leave even a single drop of sperm.After that I asked to stand up and started kissing her again. I removed her pink t shirt and saw awesome. " I'm afraid you can't come over, Jack."My worst fears were coming true. I steeled myself."Why?" We're in Santa Barbara. My aunt died yesterday." Oh, Jill, I'm sorry." We were kind of expecting it. She was 92 years old and has been in a nursing home for the last seven years. She hasn't been herself since she fell and broke her hip last spring." So, how long are you going to be in Santa Barbara?" We're driving back tomorrow. The funeral was today. She had everything arranged and we were the only. " I got up and walked toward the door. "You're tired, you can just tell me." I gave a joking quality to my voice to let her know I was k**ding around, but in truth I was scared shitless and had no idea what to say or do next. She, however, dropped her giddiness immediately and grew instantly serious. She jumped off the bed and came toward me saying, "Hey what the hell, leaving already?" Well you said you're tired and..." I never said I'm tired. I am very far from tired. Oh, well, I... thought.