“Oh, Gloria, what did I do to deserve this?” I say, and I shift my ass forward so she can get at me better. Her hair is only mid-length, and I'm ...etting the full show. Her head bobs and she licks and sucks my cock. I’m thinking, I really hope Mom and Dad linger a while at the restaurant–hope they nibble on a big fat-ass dessert, because one of those “Dine Lite” meals could just fuck this whole situation right up.“You like?” I ask her, trying for some response--I want her to talk to me. But. The building was just a shell of its former self. The military had come through and pulled out the dead bodies and any weapons and important documents, but left furniture, rumble and blood where it lay. It seems they were as much of a hurry to vacate the building as they were to move into the base. Eventually she comes to stand before the entrance of the throne room, which is blocked by an impregnable wall of rubble. She sniggers and slowly dissipates into a haze of mist and rematerializes in a. "Yeah Mom, I have," I admitted. "I'm sorry if I've hurt you or disappointed you in any way, but I can't deny my feelings for her."For a few seconds, there was nothing said. When she did speak, it broke my heart."Does this mean I will never have a grand c***d?" she asked, and I felt her tears on my shoulder and back.I quickly turned over to take her in my arms. "Please don't cry, Mom. You know as well as I do that things change, people change, and life changes us. I'm still a young woman and. As they approached, Ali took one look at me and announced, "My God Jack, we're not attending the Littleton City Council meeting! You've got to lose the suit and loosen up a bit." Taking me by the hand, she dragged me to my bedroom, saying "Let's see if we can find you something more appropriate."Noticing my newly acquired western finery on the bed, she said, "This is more like it. Dump the suit and lets see what we can find." When I hesitated, she unbuttoned my suit jacket and slid it off my.