It was about three miles later that she finally lifted her head, turned, and stared at me.“Jim, would you have been upset if I had jacked you off?�... she asked with a quiet and concerned tone. “Sometimes I push just a little too hard, and people sometimes shut me out because of it. If it were anybody but you, I could handle it. But it is you, and you’re my brother, among other things. I don’t know if I could ever shut you out of my life. I’d miss you, even if we weren’t lovers.” She continued to. ?’ ‘Just for a few days,’ Ada answered. ‘They help me sleep. Just for a few days more.’ ‘You should start painting again,’ Beth then said. ‘I can tell from your paintings that you receive solace and power from them. You should do some more painting.’ ‘Perhaps I shall, dear,’ Ada said and, then she withdrew into her own world of grief, a world she never wanted her fine daughter-in-law to ever enter. It started a few days later when Ada had the urge to see how Brook House was doing. It wasn’t. She was really trying to push herself against me as my hand slid back up towards the top, the feelings in her clit intensifying the closer I got, but not quite being satisfied.After sliding just under her clit for the fifth time, I caused her to give a little cry of protest, her frustration about not getting total satisfaction causing her to forget that we were in public."Shhh... ," I whispered. "You don't want to awake the natives." Then touch me where I need it, damn it!"I laughed softly and. ??No, Mama, please, I’m sorry. I’ll behave. Please don’t embarrass me like this. Really, I’m sorry???Get that suit off now, or your whipping will be a lot worse, Missy!? Beth knew not to push it any further, so, with face turning bright red, she pulled her suit down from her breasts and then pulled it down off her hips, where it slithered to the floor. Mike and Greg stared with great interest, until Beth hastily placed one arm over her breasts and the other over her crotch.?Oh no! Get.