"Pecan pie," he said, "the biggest piece you've got." Kit had only eaten half her meal, and had Kevin known her better, he would have asked her if he ...ould finish it. But he didn't want to appear to this lovely creature to be any more of a pig than he'd already shown himself to be.As Kevin inserted the first forkful of pie into his mouth, he nearly choked. This time he knew it was no accident! Kit's foot was up between his legs, rubbing up and down his length with smooth steady strokes. He. He did believe in one overriding credo, that the only “wrong” thing was if one were to get caught.The first time it happened, it was an accident, but each time thereafter it was a deliberate and coldblooded act.He was in a large city in Mid-West America, scoping out some potential venues for a speaking tour for his father, when he felt the need for some female companionship. He used a shady hook-up site which was only one step removed from the so-called Dark Web. Shit, maybe it was actually a. Fenner." I see," she smiled "you'd better come in."I followed her into the reception, to my surprise there were no pictures or covers on the walls that would give a clue to the type of publications the company did, but I had to admit that the reception was made up to relax a person. The woman went behind a glass topped, fronted and sided reception desk, opened a book, read an entry and looked at me."Your name?" she asked."Andrew West." I replied moving closer to the desk."Well Andrew," she. "I know, Mom, with each passing day, I think I love you a little more, and you become a little sexier too." "Oh, thank you, son, that was sweet of you. You're one in six trillion, I promise. Even though you are, I was still proud to have you over to Gia. I couldn't be happier to have her as a daughter-in-law, or to have little Sandra in our lives now." "Good, Mom," he added, before I heard kissing sounds again. "Oh, you're getting your mommy's titties now. Thank you for that, yes, lick those.