“I’m on my break, you want to go get a cup of coffee downstairs?” she asked.“Sure.” I answered, getting up and walking with her down the hal...l to the elevator.We rode down the elevators, and made our way into the hospital cafeteria. She ordered a cup of coffee, I got a large orange juice. I paid the cashier, we went to a small table for two and sat down. She seemed to know just about everyone she came into contact with, we drew a lot of stares. We talked about the foundation, the troubles I was. "Fiona," she said. "Mum won't be home until later." Then I will speak with your father." He don't live here, he got tired of Mum earning more money than hedoes."I lifted my suitcase and walked into the house. I sat down on the Sofawhile Fiona and her brother sat down on the chairs and wondered who Iwas.The boys name was Cory and they were twins. They lived alone with theirmother and were often left alone, as she worked a lot in somemultinational company. They asked me why I was here, and I told. Frank had not arrived home until eight o'clock, sour and grumpy, and then subjected Lindsey to a four hour drive. She had slept most of the way, but Frank had redeemed himself, taking Lindsey to bed and riding her as he had not done since their first weekends together. She had hobbled to the bathroom at three a.m., bowlegged in embarrassment. Morris showed up the next morning.Doing her exercises on the porch, Morris had watched as she twisted her body to and fro, rowed her arms, balanced on one. "I'm cumming!" he groans and tries to pull me off of him. My longishnails dig into his hips and I hold my ground, nose buried in his pubs.I don't want him cumming on my face and I don't want him wasting iteither. In short strokes he still fucks my face while getting out,"Baby you don't want it in your throat."I feel his cock start to convulse as my lips seal tight about his hishead and get the first blast of cum into the roof of my mouth and atthe back of my throat. I quickly try to drink it.