“I can tell that this is weighing heavy on you,” I began, my voice calm. “I will never mention it again unless you wish to talk about it.”Afte... a while she sat up against the headboard, her eyes looking at the dark wall across the room. I know whatever she was about to tell me was going to come from some very deep and dark corner of her memory.“It happened after we got home from Joan and Mark's wedding reception.”Her words were slow and void of any emotion. I was certain that what she was going. Your father is sleeping." He walks over to the bed and begins to sit down, but I say "Tommy stop! You will get the bed all wet! Take off the towel you have around your waist and throw it over on the chair." My son stands up facing me, then slowly pulls the towel away from him. His cock pops into view and it is totally erect! He throws the towel on the chair, then sits down on the edge of the bed next to me and starts slowly jacking it up and down while we have conversation. I tell him not to. Tyler looked at his mother-in-law closely. A redhead like her two daughters, Lisa was, at just forty, in great shape. Her hair was cut to shoulder length, framing her face, her dark green eyes gleaming brightly in the dim light. She had the same snub nose as the two girls, but her lips were fuller and her face slightly rounder. At five feet five inches, she was also taller than either Monica or Elaine, but weighed perhaps 115 pounds. Her small breasts, perhaps 32b, Tyler thought, showed little. My cock standing straight up you lather your hands with soap you wrap your long fingers around my hard shaft. You begin to stroke me in your soapy hands. You grip the head of my cock squeezing it as you stroke. Your hand slips over the tip causing me to moan loudly. You smile at the effect this is having on me. You slowly drive me crazy as you jack me off with your soapy hands. You reach for the washcloth then rinse me off. You look me in the eyes telling me how much you love me. You lower your.