He had that little glint in his eye that short guys often have when a guy my size is submissively on my knees at his knees. With shaking fingers, I r...eached for his crotch. When I lowered his zipper, opened his fly and pulled his pants down his semi-hard dick was poking through the front of his boxers. Even flaccid I knew I wouldn't be disappointed. He moaned, "Uuuugh," as I eased back the foreskin and started licking and kissing the head and rubbing my face in his crotch. Within seconds after. ‘That isn’t my problem,’ Tyler said tersely, pulling a can of soda out of the refrigerator. Grace nodded and slid onto a chair at the breakfast nook. ‘How’s Mia doing?’ Grace asked, stealing a sip of her brother’s soft drink. ‘She’s doing great. She had another follow up appointment the other day and doctor Harper seems to think that she’s heading for remission again,’ Tyler said with a smile. Grace smiled back and slid the can of soda towards her brother. ‘That’s great Ty!’ Grace said. Tyler. She actually moved out for about a month.I remember one bad argument we had, and she told me how great he was in bed. That hurt some more. But after about a month of living in an apartment, she suddenly wanted to come back home, and work on our marriage. Ben was twelve at the time, and I did not relish the thought of being a single Dad, so I agreed.Later on, I found her diary, and read it on the sly. It gave me a inside look at her thinking. Basically she was feeling old, if you can do that at. “Mr. DeLuna, may we come in and check out the apartment to make sure she is no longer here?” Without hesitation, Donavon stepped aside and said, “Certainly, I have nothing to hide.”As they walked through the living room they noted that only Donavon’s clothes were scattered around. Looking in each room on their way down the hallway, past the bathroom and into the bedroom at the end of the hall.“Mr. DeLuna? Could you step in here?” Came from the bedroom and as soon as Donavon stepped into the.