"What if I take you to your room and..." he stopped to kiss his Mom and Frank whispered. "Love you until morning? Would you like that, Mom? Your son b...ck inside you, but this time ... I'll be loving you," he moaned and softly bit her neck."Yeah, my baby ... in ... me!" Christy panted with need as she and Frank stood up. "I need you to love me. I need my son to hold, love and make me feel good again. I've been so lonely." Christy moaned with need as she rubbed her excited body all over his,. I did that. Then I did the same thing with her left shoulder, I pulled the strap down then massaged her, then on her saying I put the strap back on to her shoulder during all the period she was breathing heavily when I was massaging her on her back she was reluctantly telling me not to open the hook of the bra while moving my hands over her bra.I touched her boobs sideways and sometimes used to pinch her sexy black skin on this, she made some moaning “ohhhhhhiiiiiiii saaalllle kutttteeee”,. Could he answer her question? Flattered by her observation, he made a guess at ten, and that's what he told her.Greta sighed, "You kept going longer than most men who have fucked me. You like sex?"Mike could have laughed out loud. "Oh, just a little bit, but I don't generally talk about it," he admitted."Why not?" she demanded. "That's what we're here for, isn't it? I like to do it and talk about it. Nothing wrong with that, is there?"Mike had to agree, although this directness was new to him.. "How long 'til we know?" I don't know, my darling. Three or four weeks?" Oh, God!" I know, my darling, I know, I know, I know but we've got to keep going and we've got to maintain appearances." All very well!" Yes, my sweet, but we've got to try. Please, darling. Don't give in. It may all turn out all right." I'll try, my darling. I'll try but ... Oh, James, my darling. I don't want to go. I thought we'd made it and I love this place and the people so much." So do I but there's nothing we can.