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What happened?”
Stormi motioned and said, “Closer, Mom.”
As her elder daughter whispered in her ear, Helen’s face quickly reddened and her jaw clenched. After we French-kissed our way through half a plateful of tasty pasta, I started fondling her nipples. I sighed and answered, “Okay. If you’re too drunk to drive, call a cab.”
I thought a moment, then pulled out my cell phone. I pondered how our day had gone from a sexy then shocking morning, to a loving and euphoric afternoon, then an awful night. I had a sip of beer and she took a large drink from her glass. I took the tomato-and-cheesy bite in my mouth, then kissed her lips. She dished out one large plate of lasagna and said, “We’ll share it, like a date.” As she sat on my lap, squeezing my slowly growing cock between our thighs, she set a large glass of wine on the table next to my beer.
