I would have stopped eating her prior to her climax, but she was so wrapt in what I was doing she soon groaned loudly, her hips shook and even more ju...ices literally pissed out some going in my mouth and coating my face as her climax coursed through her body, her breath coming in short laboured gasps. I withdrew my face to leave her to recover a few minutes before she kissed me even more passionately “Thanks Joe. I love to get my pussy eaten!” she panted. “Now let me feel your hard cock!” I. That also happened to be the anniversary of me getting sober, so he was hinting about a visit.I texted back, abruptly: “Touch and go, Burt. It’s been a rough week. Give me the weekend. We’ll see.”Then I tossed the phone on the bed, leaving it behind. I didn’t want to deal with the k**’s dad this morning.I went for a run to clear my head, but that didn’t work. Did a work out in the gym I’d set up downstairs. The k** had left it a mess, like he usually did, which pissed me off. I had to give. Fine... Good..." I mumbled. She smiled. "That's a big bruise you got on your head." She reached out to touch it. But I could tell she was really interested in something else that was big."Ummm... Lorraine... If you don't mind me saying... Well, I don't think it's my bruise that's on your mind," I said. Mom/Lorraine gasped, turned red, and looked down. "I'm not a bad girl, Marty... Honest..." "No one's saying you are," I assured her, putting my hand on her shoulder. She looked up at me and. As everyone put their instruments into their cases to go below, little Dewey came to me. "I want to learn how to play the bass guitar. I like my Strat that dad got for me, but I think I would really like to learn bass."Liz, Bonita, and Lisa were still with me in the salon, and Lisa told Dewey, "You'll learn with Bonita and me. I'll make sure Chuck finds you when he's going to teach us." Lisa turned to me, "Looks like you now need to teach someone how to play drums."I told them, "That's even.