M. when I got back to the hotel and it seemed almost everyone knew about my day already. I guess I wasn't going to get the break the news to Bailey an...more than she got to break the news to me.I was right. She knocked on my hotel room door about an hour later."I heard prison could be hard on a man," she joked. "After we talk for a minute, maybe I can help you out."I relaxed a little. I was still on edge, and I was worried I'd lose my temper with Bailey if she had started in on me.Bailey told me. I almost came on the spot. The feeling was incredible. My dick was held so tight that it took a concerted effort to move it."Did you like that?" Mom asked."Oh wow, that was unbelievable," I answered."I just want to make my lover happy."It struck me that I was indeed her lover ... I had always been her son but now ... lover also.I started to piston my dick into her. My speed increased as I felt that now familiar tingling in my balls.Mom was humping her ass into me moaning her love for me, over. So how do I do this?"After teaching her to work a shield the way I do them, I helped Lea learn to relax and focus her aura so she wouldn't make inadvertent contact. Teaching her to actually make contact took a while longer.She had to overcome nearly five years of ingrained, reflexive recoil every time the sparks started. Samantha had volunteered to be a test subject along with both Tiffany and Kirsten so I figured it was just a matter of time. The more focus she achieved, the longer it was able. She had the hottest body I had ever seen on a tall woman. Not tall like Jen but taller. She was taller that my six foot by a couple inches. She had tight cutoffs showing legs that seemed to run for miles. Her top was skimpy for a girl that size and she showed more skin than most women show naked. Just then, it began pouring. We ran in the house and she laid my hanging clothes over the sofa to dry. The sudden rain soaked her top and her nipples protruded through the cloth of her top. Her wet.