He was before, but now he's like a little boy in a candy store. It's very good to see him so happy. You're giving us a very interesting time. It's qui...te a change from the quiet retirement we were imagining a couple of years ago." I couldn't begin to describe how much I've benefited from what you've given me, including a daughter that gives me more than a few 'interesting times' herself. Ouch! Hey, I meant that as a compliment! -- "I agree with what Prof said just before Julia dragged me out of. Sharon sat down beside him, whispering his name, but he seemed oblivious to her presence now. Had he passed out on so few drinks? Sharon wondered. How was that possible? Neal had always been able to hold his liquor very well. Unless... She shook her comatose husband several times, but he did not stir. Sharon stood, biting her lip uncertainly. Should she stay here with Neal? He looked as if he was completely unconscious and would stay that way for some time. Should she risk going back. ”“I’ll see you tomorrow, Mike,” Laura said.I nodded and we left my room, me following Dean Anderson and Laura going to the room she shared with Sarah. Dean Anderson knocked on Teri’s door and announced herself. I suppressed a laugh as I heard hushed voices inside. It took a good three minutes before the door opened and a somewhat disheveled Teri appeared.“Sorry to interrupt,” Dean Anderson said. “Perhaps we should speak in Mike’s room.”The look on Teri’s face was priceless, as she knew that. That maybe other people should see it"How could I be mad at him, I loved his so much. I took his cock deep down my throat and out again."Tommy, but you should have asked me first"I felt his fingers rubbing my asshole. Oh god keep it tight...please keep it tight...he can't know. He slid his finger down to my dripping wet pussy, getting it wet and than up again to my asshole, lubricating it with my juices."I know Mom, but...they loved them...they loved your pictures"Just then I felt his finger.