She was wearing a tight white shirt and some small white shorts. "10am right on the dot. I like that... Come on in paint boy." said Tori. What no puss...y licker I thought... I paused. I then walked into her living room. I had two buckets of pink paint, in my right hand. A rolling brush, a paint brush, a few 12 inch wooden paint sticks in a bag in my other hand. I almost dropped all my paint gear. "Hi!" said a very bodacious woman on the couch. "Paint boy.. This is my sister. Tina!" said Tori.. “Tom and Ann reckon Tracy shares his bed here, but Tom thinks Tracy is not into settling down with John or anyone else.“We don’t know how serious Tracy is; we don’t know how long it will be before John gets in contact again. We know Carol is depressed and pessimistic about John. So I have a plan.“Tracy is all alone here. She’s a London girl and here for a few months. I suggest we adopt her. She is not a scheming man stealer, she befriended John when he was exiled in London, so she’s probably a. I kept bobbing up and down on it, awkwardly working my mouth and my tongue all over it. He said I had to make sure it was well lubricated all the way to the base, so I took it out of my mouth and sort of pressed my face up against his thigh and wrapped my tongue around the base of his dick. I couldn't really get a good angle, but I tried my best to get it as wet as I could, working my way up and down his shaft. Then I backed up to take it into my mouth again, and I realized for the first time. There was only one bed in the room. It was big bed but still one. I felt awkward. MIL said it will be ok don’t worry. She took shower and put her nite dress and turned the TV on and sat on the sofa, I took shower and put my pajama and shirt on. As I came in the room she motion me to sit on sofa with her to watch TV. I sat on one side of the sofa. She started talking about some old time when I went to Canada. And she thanked ma to make her daughter happy woman. I said it is ok I am happy that.