After doing that she quickly wiped the end.I groaned "aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! . . . aaahhh! as mom dried my cock with the toilet paper, causing me to c...ench and shudder and my legs to buckle slightly.Within a few seconds it was all over and mom let go of her new toy as I tried to get my breath back."See!, . . . that wasn't too bad was it?" then she chuckled to herself. "Let's face it, it's been a few years since I've done that to a bloke!"It was then I went red at mom's innuendo while waiting. "There is," Rob continued. He paused for a moment, trying to find the right way to say what he was thinking. "A big 'but.'"Bryan raised his eyebrows questioningly, irritation beginning to form below the surface in the back of his mind."You, as you made clear when we came are the owner of this property," Rob said slowly. "We agreed to follow whatever you dealt out for the time being."Bryan nodded, a frown beginning to form on his face. Where was this going?"Well," Rob continued. "We have. He much preferred to demonstrate his need by kissing and cuddling, waiting for her response, but she always saw straight through it and complained ‘Why can’t you just TALK about it and ask with WORDS.’ That was his problem — words. He could imagine actions. He could write words, but ultimately he was tongue tied, and just couldn’t say them, at least not those intimate ones. He mused that she was the opposite. She didn’t like actions. She could write words, and like him was good at it. But she. “Your time will come,” mom added with a little evil laugh this time.I leaned against the wall trying to figure out what they meant. I turned from the kitchen and I walked outside. I went to the barn then into my dad’s office. I sat down into his chair as I wondered.What is this all about? Why could I have Lucy and not my mom? Why did they both fall into a deep sleep after last night? How did Lucy hold the key to my success? Why did I have to love her? Just what did mom mean by “Then your time.