The bottle tinkled against his glass loudly as she refilled his glass.Setting the bottle down, she scooted over next to him again. Snuggling up agains... him, she began to cry softly again."Oh, I am so very, very glad you're here," she wept softly, "I have been so lonely and unhappy. But now, I feel safe and happy and, and all warm inside." You know you can come to me anytime, Mom," he told her, gently pulling her up against him and giving her kiss on the head. "For anything." Oh, Thank you, you. " She came to me for a hug. Pressing against me she felt my hard bulge."Oh my God," she said, "You are happy to see me."She leaned in for a kiss on the lips and said, "Oooh, you taste funny. What's that taste?" I dunno. Just me I guess."She kissed me again and said, "Oh, you taste so sweet."We made out, her tongue exploring my mouth, plowing through puddles of semen, gliding over my cum-coated teeth. She pulled away and said, "Oh my God your kisses are delicious."She grabbed my hand and pulled. To the more “inexperienced” it seemed more or less like this was meant to be.I tried to find some aspects against this, but no matter how hard I tried, most things just seemed to look fine.About moving Tanya to Denmark everything seemed to fit; of course there would be other minor “problems”, but knowing these almost to details, I knew “exactly” where to put my efforts, to avoid or handle these.Apparently Tanya had to “get rid” of her past, and knowing this, I would be able to help her overcome. " Gee, thanks, Shelly," Don said, accepting a bag of cookies. "Vicky's not here right now. But I could use some company. Like a drink?" Oh, that'd be nice!" Shelly beamed. "And it'll be nice to have somebody to talk to. I've felt so lonely since I got my divorce."Joan scowled through the knothole. Shelly was very obviously coming on to Don, but the dummy didn't seem to realize it. He went into the house and soon returned with a couple of drinks. He pulled up another chair for Shelly.Shelly.