He was drinking a coffee and reading a biography of the artist Egon Schiele. David's face lit up and Ellie took a seat at his small cafe table. “Oh ...ow, you clean up nice, Ellie. You look gorgeous!” exclaimed David. Ellie smiled while glancing down at David's book cover. The corner window cast a golden morning sunlight through Ellie's hair and in the soft lighting, the cute, sun kissed freckles across across her nose and her full, rosy lips looked exceptionally irresistible. David noticed. I had not planned on telling him my secretso soon, but that option seemed to have suddenly evaporated. I foundhim with his mom. I touched his arm and motioned towards the smallpark. He joined me as we went outside, concern etched on his face. Oncewe were far enough away, I sat on a bench, looked up at him, and..."I have something to tell you honey, your Grandfather says that theonly way is to tell you myself, so.... I cannot have children,because.... I.... I'm not built for it. I'm a..... I was. “Oh God, Brandon, I have missed you!” Miranda moaned in one long sexual breath. I took my mouth from her nipple and began massaging it with my hand as I continued to pump into her and said, “I’ve missed you too, Miranda. God, you feel the same. So warm and wet. It’s good to be inside you again.” “Make me cum, Brandon. Make me cum like you used too. Only you knew how to do it!” Miranda said. Then, as she requested, I began the motions that I had so often used to make her cum when we were. '' With that she turned her head slightly and smiled. I couldn't wait any longer, I moved in and placed my lips on hers. She began to kiss me back, passionately. Our tongues met and started to massage one another's. It was a perfect kiss. I pulled away from her lips and began to kiss her neck just below her ear. I could feel my cock growing in my shorts and pulled my hips away from her to hide it. I kept kissing her neck for a moment, then started making my way down her neck with my mouth. I.