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She pulled the foreskin back and ran her fingers on it and I felt as if some sort of current had passed through me.I opened her bra and out came the massive 38-C boobs which are any man’s dream. The nipples had gone hard, stiff and erect. I squeezed her tits and began sucking her with one hand removing her undies and fondling her pussy. As I was always sure, she had hair on her cunt which she had trimmed recently. I felt her hole which was wet and dripping. She begged that we lie down and we did that. Both of us wanted to suck the other so we took the “69” position. She was on top of me with her cunt lips over my face. We both began sucking, licking, nibbling, licking each other very gently. I felt the juices from her pussy on my lips and it tasted like nectar. She had taken my 9” cock inside her mouth and was giving me long, gentle sucks. She moved the foreskin of my dick and began sucking just the dick head and I almost gave out a cry of pleasure. I parted the lips of her pussy and. Casey wasn't guilty or remorseful; she showed nothing but disrespect and contempt for me. I looked at my kids for their support. My daughter just told her brothers to hurry up."Dad," said my daughter, "Jeff can give us a better life. Besides Mom loves him and so do we." My sons nodded their heads in agreement. I stood up and walked to the door and opened it. They all headed towards Casey's car."Casey, don't fucking touch that car. I pay for it and it's in my name. Fuck you and your brats; call your asshole and tell him to pick all you sorry fuckers up."Casey and the kids looked back at me and all of them — the kids as well as Casey — flipped me the bird.I was beyond pissed; I had worked my ass off for this family and they dump me for some asshole with money? I did what any normal man would do, I got stinking drunk. I ended up passed out face down on the laundry room floor.For the first time in my life, I hated somebody. I hated this 'Jeff' guy with a passion. But more than him, I.
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Tom had returned to his over seas post. Mom and I seemed to do a lot of thing together now. So that evening I took the car for a long ride and took Mom along. We had been driving up in the hills for about an hour when Mom said she had an offer for the store she was thinking about taking. She said an old school mate had recently return home after being gone for many years and he came in the store looking to get started in business here.Mom was talking in a low steady voice but there was something in her voice that made me think I needed to meet this Mr. Bart Walker. We came out on top of Stone’s mountain were the country road meets the interstate. There is a nice Hill Top Bar and Grill there so I pulled in. Mom said she would have a sandwich with me and maybe a beer. I knew Mom would have a beer with Dad when they went out so it seemed like the thing to do now. We were shown a table near the big windows that face the river far below. Even at night you can see the lights on the ships.

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