She was ready. I asked her to aim my cock for a second try. This time she eagerly reached behind her and guided my hard member to her now relaxed anal...passage. I once again gained entry with just the tip of my cock. Mom clenched, but then immediately relaxed . I pushed with a little more force now. Mom responded by prying open her ass cheeks with both her hands. I reached under her to stimulate her clit as she whispered."Yes, thats it baby. Slowly. Carefully. Make your momma feel dirty.. I won't be far, so just call me if you need me,okay?" Thanks, Joanna, for everything." She said with a smile as she gaveJoanna a hug. The woman gave her a curtsy and left the room, whileJoanna removed her undergarments and stepped gingerly into the bathtub.As she lowered herself into the gently warm, steamy water, she gave acontented sigh. And her eyes fluttered closed. She would've beencontented to just lay there in the tub for hours, even. But eventuallyshe did reach for a sponge and started. You had no idea you had to cock the pistol in order for it to fire. You just got lucky at the end, or Robert would’ve killed you, and probably Maria, before he died of his own wounds. You didn’t go berserk, and you weren’t caught up in the rush of battle. You thought it out, planned it, and then put yourself in harm’s way for another. Son, no matter how you cut it, that spells hero.”A surprised Hawk smiled, and said, “So, I done good?”Jason leaned over and slapped him on the back, saying, “Yes!. Since Nate had a bicycle, he was also likely to spend some of his hard-earned money on a room at the Y, but the pack on his bike included a small tent.The other thing of interest that Nate’s pack included was a coffee pot.“I used to drink the finest espresso,” Nate told G2 one night when they shared a campsite. Nate couldn’t help but tell a story if he was able and G2 didn’t interrupt. “A 4-shot Americano. Now that’s real coffee. I couldn’t go a morning without a cup of coffee, I tell you. I.