I know I had been stuck in my own head since the escape, and I’m sure Tiff had been as well. Blowjob porn I helped her out of the shower and as she stood there in her full naked glory I pulled our newly-laundered clothes from the laundry. I saw a silhouette drop something into the laundry and start it, before the shower door slid open and Tiff, completely naked, joined me. It was worrying, but I couldn’t begrudge her a little help in coping, and as good as I was feeling my euphoria had made me neither a physician nor a psychologist, so I don’t know what I would have done anyway. “We need to talk.”
She didn’t respond, not even to look up at me. I paused there for a moment, groping her right tit and staring her in the eye. Besides, “, she said, tossing me my shirt, “he needed his shirt back.”
It was going to be a fun night. Hell, Mom was a beauty queen,
