That's the reason I didn't get a chance to talk about Constance. Sleep seemed more important than talking about a woman's troubles and my attempt to h...lp her.With only three days remaining before our trip to Florida, there were tons of things that we needed to get done. I was thinking that it may have been a mistake to invite Wanda to the house to research the stock portfolio. We also had the hair stylist coming, and there was packing that needed to be done.In the short time since I'd taken up. If I had, I’d cry harder every second like I did back then. Just so you know, you came along four years later, a very wanted and planned for child. Things were different – better. I loved your father back then, and I could keep you although I was a single mother. He helped out a lot at the beginning.”Pam was the one rolling her eyes now. Her mother, a porn star for the past thirteen years, had revealed yet another family-shattering secret. I could see the frustration written all over Pam’s. She pulls my head up and she gives me another deep kiss, this time our tongues meet and start to dance with each other. My hands start to caress her great tits and this time she does the same to me and I feel so ecstatically pleased and turned on. I ask her if I may try something that I haven’t even thought about doing before. I start to move my hand down towards her pussy, slowly trailing my fingertips up and down the inside of her thighs, making her quiver with the anticipation of what I plan. I washed the dishes as she and Glenn visited in the living room. When I was finished, I joined them in time to hear some old family story that I've heard a million times before. Once we were all together, I made my disclosure to Mom."Mom, I told Glenn what we've been doing ... about our little affair."She instantly turned beet-red."You did what," she gasped."Mom," Glenn interrupted, "it's okay. I'm all for it. I think it's great!"As I expected, she looked like she had been hit by a truck. I.