‘Relax.’ The movement of his hand was relaxing, Carla realized, as it slid over the soft curves of her lovely back and rump. A couple of times she...jumped when the caress became more of a tickle, but Bert continued patiently and slowly Carla felt need begin to let itself be known deep inside her. ‘Oh! Lover!’ she crooned. ‘You’re making me feel so good again!’ She squirmed with delight as his caress moved to her buttocks, exploring the firm, rounded globes. His hand continued down the back of. She wrapped her fingers about his man-sized prick and began a slow up-and-down motion as his mouth took in her hot tongue. She felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest and her passions rose as she recalled the sight of her son with his head between his sister's legs.As their mouths parted, she sobbed, then asked him, "Can... can you forgive me, Aurry... can you forgive your mother?"He swallowed thickly and looked up at her; in the dim light, she looked much younger than her thirty-eight. As there wasn't an extra chair at the table, Miss Tamara said, "I would join you but there doesn't seem to be a place for me to sit."I could see Steve stumbling all over himself to offer her his chair when I wiped my moustache and said, "As long as I'm around, you'll always have a place to sit." Trish nearly lost it as Jerry spit up his beer.Tamara turned my chair around and said, "Okay, Mr. Smarty Pants, show me you mean it."I picked her up and placed her on my lap. Steve was going bananas.. I took a scoop of ice-cream, sat on the sofa, turned on the mushiest, most self-indulgently disgusting romantic crap I found, ate up, and sniffled every now and then.Aideen arrived from work and saw me in that rather distasteful state. I had just finished watching yet another stupid romantic scene and was crying when she came through. She took a couple of seconds to look at me, as if she couldn’t believe her eyes.“Stop that infernal lowing this instant!” she said.“I’m ... I’m ... sorry. I.