Somewhere! "oh right I replied do you mean that you lower body is having now whilst touching my shorts? A nervous cough came out of Anthony yes that o...e he replied, Turning over to face him was like running the gauntlet of destiny moment " yes I do " I replied; " oh good he said" i could not help but feel his anxiety growing again in more ways than one! I elaborated in a tender tone; "every day or mostly at nights and sometimes in the morning waking up feeling tingly and stiffy" So its normal. "I was wondering why you stopped asking to lick me afterwards? Did you decide you didn't like it?"I was caught off guard. "No ... not exactly." Well, why did you stop then?" She asked in a more decisive tone. I could tell she wasn't going to let it go."I guess it was because every time I did I suddenly didn't want to." Then I paused trying to put my thoughts together. "I think it was also because the fantasy was of being dominated and humiliated a little. I wasn't getting that feeling. I wanted. " And sadly for poor Jason, he might be seeing a bit more soon," Beatrice said. "After all, Morgan will be moving in tonight. And I'm not going to try to play silly power games with him."Jason frowned. "But Mom! What will all my friends say?" Why would they say anything?" I asked. "The true friends won't mind. In fact, they'll probably feel happy that your mother found someone to take care of her."Jason nodded. He turned his head to look out the windshield. I twisted in my seatbelt and slid my. She didn’t notice, but mini me did. I couldn’t look at it for fear she would follow my gaze—or should I encourage that? My dick rubbed against my shorts and created a wonderful friction; it swelled along the leg and threatened to stand straight out or pop free. Choices!Jean continued to blabber about what to do; should she call dad or maybe we could go to a pool. She also continued to fluff her robe. With that critical button open, and the robe inflating in the wind, I had a teasing view of her.