The song was But I Do Love You, from LeAnne Rimes and I wore a long, white dress with lace all over it. I looked right at him as I stripped. It was fo... him and I made sure he knew it. I finished my song and went downstairs. I put my street clothes on and gathered my stuff and went upstairs to meet him. We hugged and he wrapped an arm around me and led me outside. ‘Where is your driver? I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable with me,’ he asked me. ‘Hun, I trust you. I don’t need him. I am just. Again I found myself being reluctant. My wife was who I really loved."Rosalia, maybe we shouldn't..." I started to say, but she thrust her hips downwards, impaling herself on my cock then dropped her head in my chest and started crying. I held her head as she cried."Oh god, that hurt so much!" She cried."It's alright, it'll feel better soon." I assured her. I could feel her pussy adjusting to my size. I'm pretty thick and pretty long too. Several sessions with a pump makes sure of that. Even. A vaguely human blob opens the door. He's fat and disheveled and no doubt wearing his formal stained muscle t-shirt. Even with the blubber sagging off his frame, he is gaunt around the eyes. He smells of stale beer and body odor. He looks at Mom, indifferent at first, then apparently recognizes her and grunts some kind of greeting, "She ain't here." He goes inside leaving the door open for us to follow, which Mom does - much to my disgust. The inside of the trailer is everything I expected from. Jake looked surprised for only a moment, but then quickly snatched his arm around her and bent his head to kiss her on the mouth.Fitz started hitting his father's face, upset that his attention had been taken away. Jake laughed and turned his head toward the boy in his arms, but didn't take his arm from around Heidi."Where's my present?" Fitz demanded, and Jake chuckled again, as though he had so much laughter stored up inside himself, he just couldn't stop some from escaping."Here you go,".