” She was always so agreeable to his suggestions. Well, sometimes she had thought long and hard about them, but those were serious decisions she had...to make. They got three boxes of Thai food and headed back to his place. He got everything out and seated her. Now was the time.“Look, I took you for granted last week. I’m sorry. I never want to take you for granted again. You never said you would marry me.” He knelt down to say, “Candy, darling Candace, will you marry me?”“Get up and go sit down.. Large, firm hands. A man's hands. Familiar hands. Not to me, obviously, but to her. I know this routine. Usually its the umpteenth asshole boyfriend, but no - these aren't some dumbass teenager's hands, not even those of some shithead college jock. This guy's way older, so that means the truth is far more sour still - he's a relative, I bet. Some fucker she's trusted, once. That's painful. The cacophony of emotions begins to make a little more sense to me. There's that quivering strand of. "When do you think you'll find a good girl?"This was a conversation David hated having, and she asked it all too often. Hoping to end it quickly, he told her the truth. "Just as soon as I find a woman that can possibly compare to you, mom." That usually ended the conversation, but tonight it seemed to fail."And in what ways are you comparing them to me?"David didn't know how to answer, and started blushing instead. He couldn't believe that at twenty-eight he could still blush like this. Well,. She started pressing her tits with one hand and pushed my head inside her with the other. I’m no time her moans got louder and she came all over my face. I think she mustn’t have had sex for some time looking at the amount she just let out. A lot of her cum splashed on the bathroom floor but none of us cared about it. She looked very satisfied with our little episode.I then went up to her face and we kissed as she licked all her juices from my face. We then sat there for a few minutes catching.