What would my literature-loving wife have called it – Paradise Regained, when we’d both maybe thought Paradise Lost was the more likely engraving ...n our wedding stone.The physical mechanics of what happened between Jill and me over the next few hours are hardly important. What was important was the joy and closeness we felt between us. Our excitement as if we were lovestruck and fresh-faced Romeo and Juliet, fired up by the barriers overcome and only with eyes for each other. Other partners,. However, my throat felt as dry and brittle as old parchment.As he undid the lock, his free hand caressed my bum tenderly.Then we were inside. Keeping the lights off, Julian locked up and led me to his bedroom. Hewas gentle but I could tell that he was almost as tense as I was.The bedroom was comfortable looking with pine furniture and a King sizedbed with a white duvet filling most of the space. On the wall were acouple of Andy Warhol prints and a larva lamp on the bedside cabinetfilling the. The house was quiet when we arrived, "Where is the staff?" I asked, "Ooh I gave them the weekend off" she smiled. My friends were also away camping this weekend ...coincidence? My brothers voice echoed, "go with the flow and stop analyzing!" Once we entered the house she lead me to the bedroom, with a youthful spring in her step I watched her sandaled feet skip lightly across the floor. Laughing, giggling with glee, she kissed and hugged me, she danced me around as she enticed me to enter. . ‘ I am fine honey…..never been take that way before so violent! hehe’. As She wiped off her messy chin ‘ wow that a lot of cum, I almost choked on it, ummm so salty hehe’. As a single Mom, she always a strong woman, able to takes and deals with any situation that come her ways, and that no difference this time, even She brutally fucked by her son. She treated it as another boobs play and enjoyed it. ‘ Well, you are the first to enjoy this new body, are you satisfied ? hehe’. ‘ Yea mom, I am.