She was more upset because she knew that she had disappointed him. He brushed her cheek with his thumb and kissed her hair, just holding her, letting ...er sob, letting it come out. She snuggled in tighter, closer, smaller, her arms curled in front of her, cradled, protected. He held her tight, letting her know that she could always return there, to his chest, his lap, where it was safe.The sobs dried up and she just lay there, quiet, not sure what to do with herself.As he felt her coming back to. She then kissed his check and said, “Smile your on candid camera!” She loved the idea of taking picture of her sexual escapades it always turned her on more.Dennis turned his head and smiled sheepishly as she clicked the shutter and took the pictures. In the back of his mind he shuddered, “Damn, he hoped she did not show them to anyone. He blinked and looked again, then went weak in the knees and his mouth went dry. Babygirl was strapping on a big thick cock.She walked over to. His little sister spun on her heel and headed down the hall. Once Grace was out of sight, he turned back to his mother. "Mom, last night, it was incredible." I know, Sweetie, I thought so too. But we've got to be careful—I was worried Grace had heard us." Alicia sidled onto one of the bar stools at the breakfast bar, one long lean leg slipping out from the folds of her robe as she took a sip of her coffee. She couldn't help but notice the way her son looked at her legs, a sly smile appearing at. I pulled up beside her and stopped.“Do you want to go for a ride?” she asked from her seated position behind the steering wheel.“But you’re married,” I replied.“So?” she quickly shot back. “Married women have needs just like single women.”Damn.“I don’t want to cause any issues,” I replied.“Oh dear,” she shot back, “I don’t think you could or would cause any issues that I can’t handle.”As she spoke, she pushed her oval sunglasses up on her head and smiled.“It’s your call,” she said. “Let’s have.