I can't imagine life without you. Oh, my John, my love." Those wonderful lips caressed my forehead, then my mouth. I started to get a hard on.I took h...er hand and placed it on the small tent I was making with the covers. "Oh." she exclaimed, startled. "John, you're hurt." Yeah." I whispered back at her, "But my injuries aren't anywhere near what you got hold of."She gave it a squeeze and let go. "John, you're either incorrigible or insatiable. I don't know which." How about both?" I whispered.. I used to sleep with him every night, and he still sits on my bed. Like I said, it’s somewhat childish.”“I don’t think so darlin,” he said as he wiped away my tears. “We all keep mementos of our childhood around as we grow up. I still have the blanket one of the retired ponies made me over fifty years ago. It is just an old knit blanket now and she made one for each of the children as a birthday present when we turned four, but she did it out of love. I still have it on my bed to remind me of. The job for Joe was good and challenging, but the social side wasn’t so much. Losing Butch certainly didn’t help feelings and now this latest conflict with the woman next door. Bringing the Sheriff into it just seemed mean spirited.It was dark and they had snuck out onto the deck with a drink, remaining naked after their lovemaking. Without lights on it was certainly safe, even from the spying eyes of the woman next door. Joe was reclined on one of the chaise lounges, Nikki lying between his. His eyes and his cock soon grew large. He couldn’t believe his mom was having some sort of online affair with a man clearly interested in treating her like a cheap slut. And his mom seemed to love it. He read through a number of the conversations, looking over his shoulder to make sure his mom didn’t come in, and occasionally running his palm over the bulge now stiffening in his gym shorts. Then he discovered Sharons web site activity. His Mom was displaying herself nakedunder the name Sharon.