Reaching down with one hand she pulled her shirt up and with a little struggle had it off and thrown to the floor. I lifted her up and sucked on her t...ick, fleshy nipples and felt them pucker and tighten and harden as I licked, sucked and slurped on them! The little moans and words of encouragement pushed me on to be more aggressive and she pulled my hair.I carried her to the wall next to the hallway back to my bedroom and I pushed her shoulders back against the wall. With her new leverage she. ‘Lord Garner.’ Helen greeted. Awkwardly, Vincent Garner stood up from his chair. ‘M-Miss Helen.’ Damn it, he was stammering again. He clenched his jaw together to try to control that quiver one felt when one could feel a stammer coming on. ‘I…hope your journey was pleasant.’ His voice came out stilted and he silently berated himself for it when he saw some of the light disappear from Helen’s eyes. ‘It was uneventful, but comfortable enough. Thank you for having everything arranged.’ Vincent. We saw a billboard that had a picture from our Martin’s Chevrolet Ad. That was awesome. Both girls had fallen asleep, so I leaned up and gave Annie, who was driving, a soft kiss on the neck.“Charles, I am driving – why do you always do or say something so provocative when I am driving?” Annie said.“Mom, I love you ... and it seemed the right thing to do.”“Charles, I’m not driving, can I get one of those?” Sarah mewled.“I am very sorry Mrs. McArthur, but I am all out of kisses right now ... can. . ,” I carried on as I began vigorously fucking Mom.“You want to be the man that I thought that Lena was ... the one that I hoped that your father would be. You’re afraid that I’ll never see you that way because you have other women as well as men. Dear son, I never let Lena’s affairs get in the way of thinking of her that way before she came out as transgender. I knew that your father also had ladies in various ports, or sluts as I called them back then, but who cared?“It was him getting.