Your hands are cold and whilst I can’t feel it, my hair is soft and warm to the touch. Your brush it behind my ear and I screw up my face with a lop...sided grin as you look at me up close. I can’t bare the scrutiny and I kiss you again, call it a distraction. I kiss you ever so gently and as you respond our eyes smile to one another, they know! “I want you I want you I want you damn it!” over and over in my head it’s all I can hear and when I have you because I never really will, I will still. How many times wouldmy pride have to be executed?"Hold your head up high and don't slouch," my mother said as we stoodto our feet.On any other night my mother would have asked Dad and Sammy how themovie was or what they had for dinner. But this wasn't like any othernight. She stepped out of the way so that I was in full view of Sammyand my dad. I saw her arms swing sideways as if she was presenting me,which was exactly what she was doing. "So what do think?" my motherasked. "This is Nancy. . aren’t you married?”“Ah ... That explains the confusion. I forget sometimes. The answer is ... sort of, but not entirely. I am married but legally separated from my husband, it is an important distinction, part of the divorce process in California where people are not sure about anything. Like your temporary marriage, but at the other end. The court gives the couple permission to live apart in all ways as if we were divorced, but it is not final, that takes time and is irrevocable. So we can. I decide I’d fuck jean hole again I drove it back in her dripping wet pussy, she had cum a couple more times watching me face fucking her best friends pussy . As I was tearing her a new one Mary turns around so I could eat her juicy cunt again as I sled my hard cock in jean, I sled my tongue back into her friend pussy leaping every sweet drop of creamy cum juice once more. Jean had cum, Mary was worn out and I’d still have not had my dick in Mary’s sweet little pussy yet. I pulled my dick out.