But you have to promise to do this at least weekly," she cried.With that, I swung her around and kissed her soundly. Bear was relieved, I'm sure. We d...ecided to get hitched on Valentine's Day. Mom just smiled when we told her on her next visit.As I said, most days I worked at home. Cynthia would go to the office in Dallas every morning – she'd leave about seven in the morning and get home about six at night. Once in a while she'd have to go to Houston, usually for the day but occasionally it. We both get to cum this way: her into my mouth and me into my hand or a tissue. Over the last month or so, she'll get home late from work and immediately lay on the couch or bed and have me tongue deep in her. I have noticed an additional muskiness, that I hadn't before but shrugged it off to her having just come home from a full day at the office. She really gets into it; Amy will press my face into her warm wetness and shout at me, "Eat me! Eat me you tiny- dicked man" with a passion never. She was wearing a black crop top and jeans. Her eyes were smoky, her hairs were perfectly straight, her face was glowing.She had turned much slimmer and the curves of her body could be easily visible. She was always beautiful but this time hot too. Her height was an addition to her hotness because I liked tall girls a lot. Coming back to the moment, we hugged each other.We talked about how both of us have changed and also how beautiful were those days when I would go to Itarsi. She told me. Maybe I just need a shower."Her breath caught in her chest and her heart skipped a beat as Dan moved his legs and began to get up. He wasn't wearing anything under his loose shorts and as he opened his legs, she caught a glimpse of his cock. It was thick and long -- even in its relaxed stage.Hell! I wonder where he got that from! Certainly not from his father!"I-I'm going to take a shower." Jen said quickly, wanting to take her mind off the cock that she had just seen."Wait." Dan stopped her..