“Ma, we’ll be ok.” I smile at him, but I notice he’s not smiling. He looks hurt and I rub his thigh under the table. I know Ms. Sara can be re...ally hard on him. I can understand because he put her through so much. I really think this time he’s clean for good. He’s changed a lot and got rid of the toxic people and is staying around us more. He really is a great guy. Later that night, we’re driving back to my place. I turn off the radio. “Have you been with anyone else since we started fooling. When I looked at her after saying this, she was staring me, and as soon as our eyes met, she gave me a kiss on the lips. It was sudden yet pleasant. Her lips were smooth, I could taste some strawberry gel which made it more crazy. In her car we were kissing like anything.Everything was falling in the places as my hand from her hand went to her waist. She was wearing a loose top and made very easy for me to go inside her top in one go. Her hand also slid very fast and was moving around my zip. I. I felt. Peas of sweat at the root of her hair above her beautifully shaped forehead slid all over her cheeks and mixed somewhere with tears, which lazily fell from the corner of her eye.Only a gentle, quiet sob, dictated by my occasional squeezing of her wet pussy and the rapid movement of her tits under a white, thin T-shirt revealed that she was a living being, not some sexy pleasure doll with an artificial gaze looking through me. I felt that without saying a word, she completely surrendered. If I'm going to be some submissive bimbo, I need a chance every so often to be in charge..." Without thinking I smiled and reached for his hand, "All conditions accepted." I wrote a check and handed it to him. "You can cash this at the bank downstairs in the lobby. Now get dressed and take the rest of the day off." I sat back. My cock became rigid as I watched him get dressed. His firm slim cheeks were just begging to be spread and humped. I imagined his tight snug hole swallowing my prick. I.