He even got of his stool to open the door for a group of women that were leaving! He was the kind of man that mama had raised right. A true gentleman ...nd If I was correct he was also the kind of man who was always nice in bed. Never the dominator, always the gentleman. I saw him walking to the bar to get another beer and I took my opportunity to talk to him. Just as I suspected, he was not used to women taking the lead. So I set the ground work fast and strong. I paid for his beer and told him. “Sir, Drew is nineteen and an adult. No one can share any information with you without his permission. Right now, he’s not able to give that permission. As for paying the bills, technically it’s your insurance company right now. I know you want what is best for your son; please let us give that to him.” I suppose I should have kept quiet, but good sense wasn’t always directly at hand. “Mr. Swarthmore, Drew is ill. Please let Dr. Chabot and the physicians give him the care he needs. “Oh, and as. Once there Jon ran around with a tape for an hour, plus he pulled a stepladder out and went up in the attic of Andrew and Darby’s house. The temperature must have been over a hundred up there because the sun was beating on the roof.Jon came down wet with sweat and said, “I think we could do it, but you now need to talk to Andrew and Darby. I’ll draw up some sketches.”“Jon, do me a favor. Don’t mention this to Pam, Trish, Reese, or David. If this falls through, I’m content to be the one. With such excitement. As Michael was buried into my chest I looked down to see his bulging pants,... and his obvious erection.My pussy was already wet,...but seeing his bulge so close to my hand,... it soaked my pussy like a flash flood.I knew he was preoccupied, and had no idea how vulnerable he was at that moment. I fed Michael my (34B) mounds of flesh as he sucked my nipples so hard,... so hungrily. He was nestled into his mothers cleavage,.... I kept thinking to myself,... which.