He opened and she pushed deep, her hands pulling his buttocks hard against her. Now it was her muffled moan which caused him to rape her mouth with hi... tongue, while his hands sped wildly all over her slim neck, her concave back, her rounded bottom, delving into the crease and, finding her pouting anus, pushed a little against it.“Aah!” she cried as she pulled her mouth from his, and her breasts from his chest, “Oh fuck, that’s good!” He left his finger at her arse while taking advantage of her. "Janie... oh Janie, yes, we ended up in bed. I'm so sorry."Janie sat stunned looking at her mother. Thoughts darted through her mind like lightning bolts. Tim? Mom? In bed? She nearly felt faint. Then she looked into her mother's crying eyes. How could she be angry with the woman who had given her life? Besides, she thought, she had taken her Uncle Dan to bed too."Mom, it's ok, really it is. You have done nothing wrong. I did the same thing with Uncle Dan. I guess we needed someone and they. Trust me or not I am still a single and virgin guy. I hope you all read my previous stories. Thank you for all your support and messages. But my serious apologies, because I am not going to continue that stories until you all want it.Those stories are of the past. I want to write a present timeline, if you all want me to continue of that stories, tell me, I will write it. Once again I am telling this, all my stories are fake, not real except me and the fantasy. I am kind of bisexual, I like. “It is hard.”“I’m not him. I’m not Don. But I do know some very good restaurants. You should say ‘yes’.”Her face softened. “Yes. That would be nice.” She breathed a sigh of relief and paused a moment to collect her thoughts. “Can I tell you something. Do you know how hard it was to get the courage to invite you for Thanksgiving dinner?”“And I refused the offer. I’m so sorry. I truly am. But I’m anxious to reward your courage if you’ll let me.” It was a really tender start of a much longer.