"Why are you watching this stupid show? Let me change the channel to something worth watching!"I stood up and held my hands in front of me, palms up. ...Still think you're so fast? Best two-out-of-three gets to control the t.v."Sharon got a wicked grin on her face and walked up to me. "That's easy. I've got the slowest brother in the world." She held her hands palm up an inch or so above mine. It was that game where the person with the bottom hands tries to slap the other's palms before they can. Going in the flow I told her what had actually happened in the afternoon, how I got to see her ass and how I was in love with it. She was flattered with my compliments for her ass and started becoming horny. Over conversation went something like this....She: you really think my ass is that good, Pankaj never complements it. He is always looking for my pussy.Me: it is really that good. Even if he looks for that pussy, how is he able to satisfy it with that small dick?She: he is not.Me: okay… You. "My god Kurt did I do that to you?" He couldn't answer, but knowing his mom was sitting inches away was making his cock painfully in need of release. "Kurt honey, do you need to do it now?" Do what mom?" You know....ah...stroke it." Gosh Mom!" What were you thinking of yesterday with my panties? Were you dreaming of seeing me naked?" MOM!"Karen grabbed the sheet and pulled it down, before Kurt even was aware of it he felt the cool air around his hard cock. Karen stared at the stiff instrument. “I’m not certain that it is helpful. You have seen those pictures of infant eros firing his arrows. They pierce innocent bystanders. Going looking for love does not mean that you will find it. Not going looking does not mean that you will not find love. Perhaps no-one ever finds love; it finds you.”“I want to love my husband. I want my husband to love me. I think the second is more important. You have that. How can I?”“It is unfortunate that I met your brother before I met you. I was certain.