"Really?" I asked, blushing."I can't get you out of my mind. I know it's wrong; that you're married, with children. But I can't help it. All I can th...ink about is kissing you; making love to you." Darling," I sighed. "I want that, too."Without taking our eyes off each other, James slowly but deliberately moved towards me in the water. My chest heaved and I could feel my pulse racing.He gently brushed the loose strands of hair from my eyes and tucked them behind my ear. I could feel my body. "And you suck cock so well, mum," he gave a big grin as he pushed her headback onto his engorged member.Soon, Laura was bobbing her head back and forth, slurping eagerly over hiscock while her hand began to play with his balls. Adam had his head back,his eyes were almost glazed over with pleasure, he was gasping in short,sharp breaths."Oh, oh yeah, that's it mum. Suck me. Suck my monster cock. Show yourpathetic husband what he's missing out on," he encouraged her as sheeagerly continued to go. I was in the middle of fixing something for supper when the phone rang."Farrell residence," I answered. Mom uses her maiden name and WE use her married name."Greg? Tommy here, your Mom's been in an accident and you're going to have to fly out here to get her. Calm down, she wasn't seriously hurt but she's helpless. She broke both arms and can't do anything." Tommy was Thomas Howland who was THE Photographer in charge of the shoots, the man Mom was actually working for and one of the most. I've just got a fucking mattress to sleep on. And it's not easy for me, either. I still want smack and stuff. You know, fags, booze and blow just ain't enough when you're coming off." I know. I know." I'm a fucking mess, Lay. You're the only fucking thing in my life that holds me together." I know. I know. But I love you, Mari. You've got to believe me. Just a month or so. You managed before me. You can manage a little longer."Marianne kissed Layla tenderly on the lips, wiping the tear from her.