As I released her from the press of my lips, I heard the soft sound of her sobs and slid up onto the bed beside her.“Kara?” I asked, frightened th...t perhaps I had gone too far. “Why are you crying? Have I hurt you?”“No.” She replied tearfully and shook her head in the negative, wrapping her body around mine in a fierce hug. “It’s just that nobody has ever made me feel so good before. Never!”“Then,” I replied, echoing my earlier statement. “It was long overdue.”Kara clutched to me more. Your son is really a good lover and I got so I enjoyed his love making. I took a chance that you didn’t want your husband to find out about us either. She said in barely a whisper, “No, I guess I wouldn’t want him to know about us.” I pushed Mom back on the bed putting my arms around her and I whispered, Oh Mom you are so beautiful, and the sexiest person I have ever known, everything is going to be Ok. My cock began to harden as we were talking. She has such beautiful full breasts still firm. The door opened again and I thought it was James so I turned holding her up and said, ‘Aren’t you missing something?’ I heard a laugh and then a voice rumble, that’s when I saw him again. Braden. ‘She’s not mine, but she’s so cute I just may ask to keep her.’ I started to speak when I heard a little voice say, ‘Who’s you? You know my Mojo?’ ‘Mojo?’ ‘Yes honey, he knows me. Now where is your Uncle James? Didn’t he bring you here?’ The door opened again and James walked in with his bombshell. She. I droned on, determined to give a full account of the night that I watched Mrs. P bake cookies and later helped her loose her cookies in her sewing room. At one point I covered Wendy’s bare feet with a quilted blanket I found in the lamp stand. She smacked her lips and made a meowing sound in appreciation. Putting my audience to sleep did not discourage me from continuing. Wendy had wanted to hear the story and I complied with her wishes. Once into it there was no stopping me, whether she.