Her hips bucked and eyes rolled back and her hands grasped Anne's tits until I thought she would hurt her. All the time crying out, "fuck me, fuck me..., fuck me !" Anne did as she was told to do and fucked Kathy with the vibrator until she could take no more. Kathy called to me to get into bed and give her a real cock. I needed little encouragement, and went right to town on her dripping cunt. She continued into her convulsion and the more I pounded her, the more she cried out to be fucked.. Then maybe she could see thepossibility of the two of them... No. He shook his head ruefully andfirmly pushed that thought away. He saw her reactions to him. She wouldnever be able to forget her past. Not with him. He would always remindher of Bob, and she could never fully let herself be Robyn. His heartached at the thought but he had to face reality.Reality. The cold hard facts. He hated the way they were so awkwardaround each other now. He deeply regretted the way he'd spoken the nightof the. I’ve always loved to watch my mother dancing naked in candlelight. Then I found another smaller envelope, "My special Love". The handwriting wasn't hers. Peter? Of course. Inside were three pictures, one with my mother on the couch, one on the bed, one in the shower, all while masturbating. In the first two she was young, but the last one was taken eight years ago. I had all those pictures on the carpet before me, and I cried. I missed her so much. I wanted so much to talk to her, about those. Each had finally found the person with whom they could truly be themselves without fear. They remained in bed, quietly talking and then Robert’s stomach rumbled. Juliana giggled and said that she was really hungry as well and that they both needed some strong coffee to start the day. They agreed to take a quick shower, dress, and go to the local bakery café where they had previously eaten breakfast. Juliana took his hand and he followed her to the shower. They took turns soaping each other.