'Wonder what she wants?'"Ok, show her back here," I told herShe walked into my office, and I offered her a chair."Just what can I do for you Mrs. Park...er?" It's Ms. Parker, Mr. Winters." Please call me David." Ok thank you I will."I noticed that she did not offer to me to call her Mary."David have you heard from either your ex-wife Joyce. Or how about from either Jillian, or Jackson?" She asked."Nothing ever from Joyce. I did get an email every so often from the two kids. But nothing in the last. I knew this was somethings different from the other times when she visited my place.After a while she stood up and said i should go now and i walked her to the door , at the door i said very softly wait for sometime please dont go but she didnt listen. i closed the door and was sad. suddenly i heard a knock the door on the door. i opened it and it was raveena standing there not saying a word and looking down.I said to myself that this is my moment i should do something. the way she was looking. “Come here country boy,” she whispered. Eddie was still rock hard and dropped between her legs. He parted her thick bush with his fingers and spread her wet pussy lips with his tongue. He moved his tongue from her clit down and inside as far as he could go. Sara was moaning as he nibbled her clit and slid two fingers in and out of her juicy cunt. He slid his tongue further up her tight, tanned belly and took her right nipple is his mouth, all while fingering her pussy. He tongued around and. “Arthur,” he bellowed, “Get out of this house! You fucking faggot, you are no longer my son. Get out now!” I pulled on a tee shirt and jeans and somehow I ended up here on the banks of the Mississippi. Sitting there I was contemplating ending my miserable life, as I had nothing to live for. I was disowned by my family and had lost my true love. A passerby spied me sitting there and must have took pity on me. He approached and asked if I was okay. I replied, “No I’m not, I have nothing to live.