"Jess, what do you want me to do? I can't come back. Your mother and I..."She sniffled in, and then said, "I want you to talk with her. You told me yo... loved her and that's why you married her. I have to believe that. So talk. I want you to be in my life and the only way that can happen is for you and Mom to talk." Talk?" Talk," Jessica said. "Not yell, or try and hurt each other. Just talk." Do you realize how hard, what you're asking, is?" No, probably not." Well, at least you're being. She laughed, “Mike, I’ve been trying to pair you up for a few years now; of course I’ll give your love life any help I can. Mel’s taken ten years off your age already; you’re almost human these days. What exactly were you considering?”I didn’t give her much detail, apart from the essential fact that only one room was required (she snorted a disrespectful ‘DUH!’ at that) and we were taking the three dogs, and she got started. A couple of hours later, she brought in two cups of coffee and a whole. You told me how you and Tara were babysitting Angie because everyone else was out and the two of you were grounded. I think you said how your parents had won some tickets to the opening of a new jazz club and Dan had been called into his work.We were talking about the big fight you had with Hannah Fargo at lunchtime when I heard the doorbell in the background. I think you must have been in the kitchen so you’d have been able to hide beside the kitchen door and look through to where you could. "Alright, just one quick taste. You wanna taste her ass again?" he asked me.I nodded my head."Then let me give you a real good taste of it," he said.He got up behind her, Ananya still standing up, and easily slid his big cock into her ass. She must get fucked in the ass a lot. She didn't look loose, but it seemed like both him and her knew how to fit together. She moaned slowly as inch-by-inch it went in her. He reached as deep as he could into her, and on cue she grooved her ass just a little.