Immediately after the wedding reception, Ada and William were off on the road for the long drive through the Rocky Mountains and over Rabbit Ears Pass... and down into Denver, where Ada commenced a life that was as different from her cloistered years in exile in New Hampshire as it possibly could be. The Hagens, major art patrons now that they had opened their own museum to the public not to mention all of the other cultural endeavors they supported, became the talk of the town, cultural moguls. I sucked the cream from her ass and started eating her booty. Jia moaned in her sleep and asked me to stop doing it.I thought I should let her sleep to get some much-needed energy for her. I liked the way she behaved in the bed. She was open to everything yet she had that scared mentality when I started to make her feel the pain and pleasure. She was a soft sex dish a man needed to taste so slowly, enjoying every juice of lust she can give. I heard the bathroom door opening and Ann was standing. He placed his hand on her cheek and turned her head toward him. He pressed the tip of his cock against her lips, partly ajar with her heaving breath. She opened her mouth wider to receive her cock. She took the tip of his cock in her mouth and started to bob her head up and down it."Oh baby," he groaned, reaching out for the headboard to brace himself. My Mom shook a little as I alternated between slow and fast movements with my tongue. She let out a small moan, muffled by the cock in her. It was 12:30 in the morning. I grunted, "Huh, what?"My dad answered, "It's a phone call for you, Kyle." Huh ... Uh, OK." I said as I slipped into my robe. I staggered to the hall and took the phone from Dad."Hello?" I stammered."Kyle, this is Coach Caffrey. I'm sorry to tell you this, but Greg Harrison was in a serious accident this evening." What? Greg just gave me a ride home earlier this evening." It happened about an hour and half ago. Greg was the intersection of Route 30 and Ronks Road..