He could only read her feelings, and it was as if there was something at the tip of her tongue that she wanted to tell him, as if she were about to sp...eak, but could not. There was comfort, though, in there being no capacity for misunderstanding, or judgement, or competition for attention.This intimacy with Jane was too delicious to leave by choice. He would usually fall asleep as he fed, with Pamela stroking his hair, and making little cooing sounds, as if he were a babyToday, the connection. I really like him but I haven’t figured out his values yet. He goes to church with us but not otherwise. I think that he may have participated in some hard partying at his frat over weekends when he’s not with me.”Karen asked, “Have you talked with him about those things?” Suzie-Q shook her head. “You should. It’s not fair to him nor you.”“Matt wouldn’t talk and I’m afraid Larry won’t either.”I said, “Sis, he sure won’t if you don’t talk to him. You may not like the answers but not talking is. She moved slightly again when my body shivered when I shot my load. Still hugging my Mother, I went to sleep with my lust drained.Next day morning, she woke me up. I looked eagerly to my Mother’s face. She was smiling only. I was really relieved that she didn’t showed any anger in her face. I was slightly afraid whether she knew what I did yesterday night but her smile assured me. That night also I repeated the procedure and shot my load against my Mother’s cushion-like buttocks. Slowly I. She was gorgeous, standing at six feet, she was just as tall as me. Her beautiful crystal blue eyes made me weak at the knees. Things were going great, I would arrange various "date nights" for us and we would hang with friends, but we would grope each other whenever we had the chance. *“Honey, my parents are out of town from tomorrow night, we have the house to ourselves for over a week!” she exclaimed, a beautiful smile spread across her face. She sounded almost as excited as I felt. “That’s.