And neither of us used the other. We shared something beautiful with someone we love. We expressed our love. And mom, no matter what, I do not want to... stop sharing our love; I can’t stop. I need to be with you.”I could see tears forming in Gary’s eyes as he spoke. My son, was starting to cry as he told me how much he loved me, how much he needed me, how beautiful he felt our intimate relationship was. Gary’s tears triggered the flood gates of my own emotions.Tears started streaming down both. ‘Hm-umm, in Mary, but I carried on manfully.’ ‘You sure did!’ Mary confirmed, and we heard another kiss. Pat rolled towards me and added her mouth to Trish’s and her hands on my cock. ‘No, he’s mine,’ Trish murmured and moved up, adding: ‘You’ve already had him.’ Pat rolled back as the others chuckled, and Trish took my soft cock in her mouth, her fingers cupped around my soft sack, moving my balls. Then we were all silent. I put my hand on Trish’s head, encouraging her, feeling more than. ...wherever....I came back to looking her in the eyes and said: "Even if you do kill me Latoya, it will have been worth it." she gave me another wink in acknowledgment and replied:"Now you're ready." Ready for...." was all I could get out. LaToya laid down her full body weight on me as my X used to and started French kissing me again, in creasing the tempo of her cock inside me. Was it lust? Or something else? I put one hand behind her head to force her kiss into me deeper and she complied--. He peered round and found a stack of fresh face towels within reach. He dipped one into the water and swabbed her face and neck with it. Rinsing it out, he tenderly washed Coco's breasts, shoulders, and back, then he washed his own. His traitorous prick betrayed him and withdrew from her tight ass and Bill reached for a bar of soap and washed them both thoroughly. Bill carefully sat her on the seat beside him, then stepped from the hot tub. He was acutely aware he was solely responsible for.