“Yeah?” I said.“I gotta talk to you... ‘bout Bryan ... can we do lunch tomorrow?”Oh shit, whatever was this about? Me? She wanted to talk to...me about Bryan? Was something wrong?“Sure, baby. Calypso’s?”“Yeah, I’ll be there, twelve-ish.”“Okay, I’ll prob just take the afternoon off, then. Maybe we can shop or something. See you then?”“Yeah, Mom. I love you.”“I love you, darling.”“Mother.”“Yes, dear?”We were seated at our usual booth at Calypso’s. Kirsten looked very cute today in a small pleated. She started to giggle. Coyly, she said, Michael, it doesn't come unless you squeeze the balls. Here hold it up like this and let me show you. She reached between my legs and with one squeeze it came. Straight into my face. She broke out hysterically. I swear I could hear the other woman giggle. I should have warned you first I guess. My poor little husband. Come here. Now sit down. Let me wipe some of this nasty cum off your face. She took her finger and scooped up some from my face. Here, lick. More

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