She's already got one bastard off some customer."I gave her a cold look and didn't reply. When she noticed my expression, she got a little pale. I lik... to think I'm a nice guy, and all my girlfriends have agreed, even when they were breaking up with me, but a rough childhood and an early fascination with martial arts give me a rather scary visage when I'm annoyed.Not a few girls had tried to pick me up of late, looking for 'a bit of rough' and had been confused when I turned out to be a tender. "Just lie back on my bed and relax."I complied with every word of his direction like my life depended on it."I'm going to get naked, OK?"I silently watched him as he stripped robe off and his beautiful ass as he bent to pick them off the ground. My heart raced at the sight of his erect penis as he straightened up...."I'll give you a nice massage and maybe even a happy ending?" I don't know what that means." Maybe I'll show you."He stood beside the bed with massage oil. Bent down and dripped oil. And start talking." Even the cops let you have a cup of coffee when they interrogate you,"I said."I'm your Momma, not the cops. Besides the coffee's still brewing."I held my empty cup waiting, stalling for time to think. Then the doorto Jennifer's room opened spilling soft light over the railing."Sophia Loren Vandine," Momma said calmly. "Please come here."She was on the verge of tears as she padded barefoot into the kitchen.But Momma didn't let her sit down in her chair, instead she pulled. Their lips met again in a long, passionate kiss.His hand came up her side, caressing her yearning breast. “Yes my love, touch me!” She urged. Abby’s young breast fit in the palm of his hand, and her nipple easily hardened to his touch.She smiled shyly, took his hand, guided him onto the bed. His upper body covered hers as they caressed and kissed. She glanced briefly around the room. “Your mom sure has lots of candles.”“She likes to burn them for a more romantic mood when she and Dad make.