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I was hoping this would be the visit he told uess he isn’t ready yet, as evidenced by the knockout blonde he’s got pretending to be his girl The one fanning her face into hide the proof I turned her on, saine

Goddamn This one is trouble times ten

I need to get a lick of that more than I want my next thousand meals

Our eyes asp deep inthat honey blonde hair wrapped around uide her lips up and down my cock I’ve never had this kind of reaction to a female Not in all my forty-two years This one—Lyssa—she’s way too petite forto date my son

If I ive up the charade

I don’t want to force Mason to be honest with me before he’s ready…

But it’s going to be a struggle to keepabout her has my stomach all tied up in knots I’nifies, but I can’t iht now

She has the nerve to look bored when she finally walks throughher hair with the other There’s no hiding the fluttering pulse at the base of her neck, however Or the way she keeps peeking up at , black eyelashes

Does she like my place?

Why the hell do I care?

I moved up to the Catskills so I wouldn’t have to be around people or listen to their opinions Even back in the day, between deployments, I always found somewhere private to hunker down and wait for my next orders No relationships to steal reat love affair with Mason’s ht stand until she showed up ten ed me at first, especially because I never failed to use protection Then I saw the child and I couldn’t help wanting to protect him Help him in a way no one did for me

It’s obvious he hates co up here to visit me, but I won’t be an absent father And I like the kid So he’ll just have to put up with me

My gaze travels back to Lyssa who is circling the living rooainst the arm of my easy chair She bends forward to inspect the book on ht up her ass, showing off two firoing around in panties for all the coverage those things provide If she plans on going anywhere outside this cabin, she’ll need a lot more protection from the elements