“Perhaps a carriage driver can deliver us to the correct area,” he continued as he signaled a passing carriage. The driver knew where we wanted to... go, and soon we were afoot again in an area of large elegant houses with a profusion of fancy ironwork.Over the next three days, we toured Savannah extensively looking at the ironwork. We even passed the De Soto Hotel. It was larger than the Pulaski and very, very fancy, we would not have fit in there. During our travels, Owen pointed out many things. I did this gladly and tried again to get his cock in my throat. i love to feel it grow down my throat and then explode in my throat when he feeds me his cum. but he still wouldn't allow me to have his cock. he told me to follow him into his den and crawl on my hands and knees. while this was unusual, i complied. when we turned to go into his den i was surprised to find three other big hairy bears already in the room naked as well.my friend introduced me as the throat he had promised and ask if. She was staring at me, too, as if she were reading my mind.“Well, how was your flight?” I asked.“It was wonderful,” Mom began and the conversation moved to light, family matters such as the neighborhood we lived in and things at work. Even Cathy’s pinging me stopped. We talked about Abby and Betty’s grades and where Cathy was going to college. Normal things. Until I asked an innocent question.“Mom, what is Dad getting you for Christmas?”Mom look startled, and her eyes locked onto Dad. Tension. She started to be angry at my betrayal, but I dismissed this with a laugh. Compare the betrayal, I said - yours and mine!Anyway, it was a rough week or so, but we agreed to try and sort things out. She stopped having any contact with him and we spent a lot of time talking and showing love.Maybe three weeks after the showdown, we were in bed, getting a little touchy-feely and I confessed to her that I had got hard when reading her sexts and thinking about them together. She couldn't believe it,.