” I said firmly.His face showed disappointment. He slowly climbed on top of me and pushed his dick in my pussy. But I felt his dick wasn’t as hard...as the last time we fucked.“Are you OK son? Your dick seems a little soft.” I asked.He didn’t answer me. But after a few pumps on my pussy I felt his dick getting firmer as it slid in and out of me. I didn’t notice it before but my son’s eyes never move away from my face while he fucked me, and my eyes return a stare.“You’re really beautiful mom.” He. It was as if she had been allowed to rest, to pass the burden of her life to someone else, even if just for a moment."Here you are," said Tim. "Here we both are." Both of us," she agreed. She looked at him, suddenly curious. "How did you get here?" she asked. "What's a nice boy like you doing in a place like this?"Should I tell her? Tim thought. Maybe she'll think I'm just a cheap crook and she won't want to have anything to do with me. He decided to chance it--the least he could do was repay. Becky and Mark are out of town. Until they return, Pam and John will hear from her if she is in town."None of the four are in positions where her father can harm or help them. He tried to get me to work for him but I had always refused. He's now retired and his companies are sold off. One son still has one that he runs but there is no local presence now."Some of this will have to be played by ear and will depend upon how much she tries to be involved in my children's lives."Sandy said, "Jack,. Bet he wished he hadnt signed up for nights now, Michael told her liking the fact that he could actually tell her what was wrong and have her understand and sympathize. He went back upstairs and grabbed his shoes and a pair of socks. Can you fix it? I think so, this happened last year with the old one, he told her as he dressed. So what do you want us to do Master, Stacey asked? He had sat down to put on his socks and shoes, once done he grabbed his jacket off the chair next to the door, Since.