‘Come in, Tory,’ Walter greeted me. ‘I’m looking forward to this,’ I said as Margaret joined us. ‘A bachelor doesn’t get that many oppor...unities for a home-cooked meal.’ ‘It’s the least we could do for you coming out after-hours,’ he said. We each had a glass of wine and sat at the new kitchen island counter while Margaret continued with the dinner preparations. I had suggested it since the natural congregation point for most house guests was the kitchen. The two level top with four stools. Not in control of her emotions, she felt her tears well up and softly she nodded yes.Mrs. Lewis patted her hand friendly and said, "I can understand that it's hard for you, to hear it said like this, but the sooner you face the truth, the better it is. I can see you have a lot of feelings for this young man, but I do hope though that you understand that the law considers it to be wrong for an adult to have a relationship with a minor."Alice nodded her head again, still not able to speak. After. You can't do this. The law will take you away from us. No, Honey, come back inside with me. Sugar, the marshal will have to kill you if you go into the jail with a gun. Come back and love Andie and me. She needs you now, don't do this."I just broke down crying. Sammy was hugging me and crying with me. We went back inside, I put the shotgun down and let Sammy lead me into the bedroom. Andie saw my face, and pulled me to her. They both held me and told me how much they loved me, and that Andie. My mother felt my cock fully enter her, filling and stretching her vagina; the base of my cock ground against her clitoris and she could do nothing to stop the delectation radiating from her vagina. She tried, but couldn’t stifle another moan.“Oh,” she whimpered.I lifted her silken hosed legs up and wrapped them around my body. Mother didn’t fight me; it was like fucking a beautiful manikin. I could feel her silky pantyhose legs on my back and my own pantyhose-sheathed thighs; I pulled my.