However, Devon claims he never slept with any of thewomen and was even out on Lake Superior working a coal barge at the timethe women allegedly concei...ed. On the run from police who have accusedhim of rape and also pursued by a mysterious woman in a black van, Devonmust race against the clock to prove his innocence. But the truth heuncovers is far more sinister than he could have imagined.5:00, 7:15, 9:20---------------------------------THE ART OF ROMANCE(Romantic Comedy - Rated PG - 104. "I never thought you'd be so... eager."Travis's face pulled itself into another frown. "Well, ma'am, you DIDpull me into this on short notice. To be honest, I want to get this overwith and just go home." Is that so?" she asked, leering at him out of the corner of her eyes,that gentle smile never leaving her face. "That's not exactly very...gentlemanly."Travis felt his teeth grinding together as he readied his beam katana."Frankly, my dear? I don't give a damn." That's a shame..." she spoke,. They stare back at me in the mirror. Unflinching. It’s times like these that I wonder where the time went. I brush my teeth, then step into the shower. The burning water cascades all over my body, and I close my eyes. I love standing under the hot water. It really relaxes me for some reason. Ten minutes later, a knock on the bathroom door interrupts me. It’s my wife Nancy L’Herisson Simon and she wants to use the bathroom. I sigh. Can’t she wait? Damn. Five minutes later, I exit the bathroom. Mom didn't stir again so I settled down and let her ass once again begin to massage my cock through my shorts. I replaced my arms around my mom's chest and went back to gently massaging her tits.After a considerable time during which I was highly aroused; I became dissatisfied with the level of satisfaction I was achieving. My cock was rock hard and throbbing but no matter how hard I subtly thrust it against my mother's pliant buttocks and even with the added stimulation of the rumbling car, I.