He twirled his car keys around his finger. I sank to my knees, his hands tangling in my hair, and took him in my mouth. xxx sex He wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. Shouldn’t I feel guilty? Her stomach was as flat as ever, and she didn’t seem to have much morning sickness. I swallowed what I had, and licked the smear of cum off his index finger. Maybe that will cheer Lucy up. I didn’t want to try and catch all of his pearly jizz with my hands, and knew I needed to figure something out quick. “Mmm, Your hair smells good.”
“Mi-lo,” I stressed, trying to squirm out of his embrace. “Um, yeah. She slathered butter on a canned, refrigerator biscuit. Maybe send an email to dad, Sam and Peter? I’m gonna cum!”
My heart stopped. Milo wasn’t paying any attention, and was texting under the table. Her voice sounded empty, and she looked pale. Lucy seemed more spacy than usual, not that mom seemed to notice. I sighed, and let him lead my hand back to the fly of his jeans. I mean, really, when it really came down to it, I was the other woman.
