But in my heart, I knew I really wanted Naomi. Perhaps it was a futile hope but it was still there and it wouldn’t go away any time soon.It was almo...st the end of May before I heard from Naomi. She called one evening from her cell and I picked up right away.“Hi, how are you?” I asked without checking to make sure it was her.“I’m good, Joel, but how are you?”I couldn’t detect anything unusual in her voice, so I answered. “I’m okay. Just finishing up the year and I’m sure I’ll be fine. Are you. The grin on my lips broadened as I watched Jane’s ass receding. Possibly, for the first time I wondered what it would look like naked and bent forwards across our kitchen table. She stopped at the doors and the timid-ness in her stance disappeared to be replaced by her usual confident demeanour, she twisted about as I dialled down my smile, “I’ll let you get back Gina, I’m sure she needs your… help!” With her final word it was my turn to blush as she gazed straight at my crotch before smiling. She took his two fingers kissing them, tasting her own sweet juices. She kissed his face repeatedly. "You are so good to me, my love,” she whispered. Softly, in her ear, he said, "I only want to pleasure you - my love." Her love for him was immense; she wanted to return his love as she pleased him. Slowly she kissed his chest, running her hand gently stroking him. She knew what he liked; he shifted slightly, drawing her downward. She obliged her hand finding him hard. She pouted a bit, as she. “Well you,re certainly not the shy retiring type like most of the females I met when I was your age.” I reasoned. “Times have changed, Dad. No offence, but I don,t want to end up a forty year old spinster with nothing to show for my life, but a sore cunt!” She liked to curse when angry or frustrated. “With your looks, body and talent that will Never happen!” I assured her. “Maybe so, but it feels like it just now.” She,d been drinking heavily to drown her sorrows and let me make her a cup of.