“We want to do this Glen we feel grateful once again youwent out of your way to protect our home, however nexttime I hope in an instance such as...this once you stepside and let the police handle it,” I softly scolded him.Once again Martin prepared the bedroom for ourconjugation, lighting two candles on top of theheadboard. As I lay on my back Martin placed thesacramental velvet sash under my derriere and folded itacross my stomach covering my pelvis. With this dutifulact I felt my. “Welcome to our home, Sir,” she said. She stood close enough to ensure that he couldn’t look anywhere except at her; he tried hard not to, but Jess wouldn’t release her grip nor let him get away until he checked her out. He said nothing to her, stunned into silence.“I understand, Sir, that this is probably new to you,” Jess said patiently. I thought that “new to you” was probably a bit of an understatement. Jess continued.“But let me assure you of several things. First and foremost, we are here. "And did you sit?" Yes Ma'am." Good. Always try so you can sleep through the night. Now give me a hug andhop into bed."Sandy hugged his mother deeply, cheek to cheek. "I love you , Mommie." I love you too, Sweetheart. Now sit up so I can wrap your hair."Sandy sat up straight on the edge of the bed. He was familiar with theroutine that protected his more elaborate hair styles. It was a littleuncomfortable sleeping, but he never complained.Beth clipped the frame together around his head, the. I reposition my ass, but it didn’t go away. I also noticed my son got real quiet. It wasn’t there when I first sat down. I thought to myself then I realized what I was feeling. My son was getting a hard on.I really didn’t think about giving him a hard on by sitting on his lap. I could feel it still growing my god and I thought to myself how big is it going to get. I wondered what he was thinking. Does he think I can’t feel it between the crack of my ass?I looked down at my legs and my dress had.