Yes, there was goodness deepinside him. And she could draw it out, she subconsciously thought. Shecould be the soft, comforting home for this stronges... and hardest ofmen.She didn't know it was happening until it happened, but she certainlydidn't fight it when her lips touched to his, softly at first, brushingtogether ever so lightly before parting again. He looked questioninglyinto her eyes, asking whether she was sure. She held his gaze for a fewseconds, a confident, unwavering answer in the. She was a Mom and loved being just that, a Mom. She was up making salads, getting things prepared so she could relax once all her friends and family arrived later in the afternoon. Sam's brother had tapped the keg as soon as the fire was lit in the roaster. The k**s were already drinking and kept coming in asking if Annie didn't want one too. Beer for breakfast at 5 in the morning didn't appeal to her, but when Sam brought in a glass of vodka with a splash of OJ she relented and accepted.. Does he know?No.Is she a candidate for some sex for the fun of it?Yes.Uh-uh, we don't know that yet, Darren, not for sure. When she cheats does she feel guilty? What kind of person is she? Is she vindictive? Aggressive? Submissive? Is she into some sexual kinks that would turn us off? Is she basically good or evil? Honest or dishonest? If she could, would she blackmail us? How's her overall mental health? Physical health, too, especially STDs and AIDS?Finding the answers to some of those. "Oh.. God..!" I scream out as long thick ropes of cum shoot out. Landing across my stomach, covering my shirt, and hitting my face. I lay there panting as my cock lays in it's own puddle of cum. My body hot and relaxed. After a while I get up, and get cleaned, showered and ready for my day of doing nothing. I had drifted off to sleep. "Kal..Wake up dear." I turned on the couch. "Kal.." I could feel a soft hand rubbing my back. I slowly opened my eyes. To see my mother kneeling next to me..