"Aww jeez, Pat. Would you slow down a moment? Lay back down with me," he replied, his tone as if pleading."Get it off me, or I'll break it into two. Y...ur choice." Seriously?" Try me," I said, making sure that my tone was menacing. I wasn't sure if it worked.I must've succeeded because he let go of my hand. I took the opportunity to stand up and walk to the couch. When I tried to sit on the couch, I was hit with a sharp pain as my wings were crushed between me and the soft cushion. I mentally. ”“I guess so,” Robert said.Max said, “I’m going to be riding your ass a lot more from now on. I’ve let things slide for too long. There are going to be times when you hate me, but just remember one thing.”“What?”“I’m doing it out of love,” Max said.He raised his can of beer and said, “You did a real good job on painting the study, Son.”“Thanks, Dad,” Robert said.Max said, “I better see what’s going on in the house.”“All right,” Robert said.He couldn’t figure out his father. There were times. Sheela inhaled sharply as she gazed at an impressive hard-on sticking straight out from the young man's body. She watched it bob around as Tony stepped out of his pants. Then Sheela moved close and curled the fingers of her right hand around it, feeling its warmth. Tony moaned quietly at her touch. Sheela enjoyed the contrast of her tan fingers around his large snow white erection. When Sheela gently squeezed the hard-on, she felt it throb in her hand."I just knew somehow that you were going. He eagerly led the way up the stairs, and I couldn't take my eyes off his cute little butt as he swayed up the steps.Upstairs I sat on the bed and drew my son to me, hugging him and cupping his little bottom in both hands. I pressed him against my chest, and he giggled as his face cuddled into the thick hair that covered my chest. I kissed him lovingly on his head, then his cheek, and finally kissed his mouth, lingering in a more than fatherly smooch that let the tip of my tongue reach between.