I remembered the promise I made. I pulled out of her and I looked down. She was soaking wet. My cum was all over her pussy. I slid down her body. Not ...nowing what else to do, I moved forward a little. I was face to face with my first sperm filled pussy. As I slowly extended my tongue, I felt her hands on the sides of my head. All of a sudden she pushed my mouth into her gooey pussy. My tongue penetrated deep inside. It felt like a water balloon had burst in my mouth. I had just moments before. Unfortunately, one day she went to Christian’s house before talking to her mom and I didn’t know she’d left. So, when Lucy called to talk to Cathy, I couldn’t find her. I ended up walking up the street and pretty much dragging her home to talk to her mother. That caused a big uproar that evening. From then on, Cathy would ask me if she could go to Christian’s. One day she asked if she could go and I told her she could if she followed my directions. She wasn’t sure about what I had in. "I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong number, my name isn't Heyward," I said. I knew I was only stalling, but let him think I was a bit dim."Ah?" said the voice. "Your wife says otherwise. Then again, the manner in which I framed the question to her might encourage her to say thus."Jesus Christ. What had he done?He was still talking:"If you are not Jack Heyward it is ... unfortunate. However, the misfortune will not be mine alone. I have great interest in the welfare of the wife and child of. I literally had nothing to my name and was starting a new life for myself to get on my feet.I got myself a job at a warehouse shortly and got a little jeep so I can explore Omaha a little more. I got some rims and a system for my jeep you know typical things a young man does to get the ladies heads turning when I would cruise and hit the malls ect... Omaha reminds me of the city I was born in and somewhat grew up in Cali, tight community little big city. Omaha had a very small Hispanic.