She looked up at me again and gave me an impish grin. "Let's see; loves to lick my p***y and does a great job of it? Check." Her hand reached down and gave the base of my shaft a squeeze, "Big, thick c**k that fills me up? Check—and then some! Loves me and gets along with my mom?" She sighed and looked around her bedroom. "I still can't get over what you two did while I was gone."
Then she slid up my body just a bit so she could kiss me again. There was melancholy in her eyes and I had to ask.
"What's wrong, Melissa?"
"Oh, I just feel so stupid," she replied. "Mom told me I needed to visit my dad back in July, but I didn't listen to her. It makes me so mad at myself when I know you were here every day that I was gone. I should have been here with you. I want those two weeks back."
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