There were quite a few groups of people sitting alongside the road, frustrated by the fallen bridge, and after Ketch had invited the Hurthen family an...d the Felbeu brothers and their two drivers, word began to spread up and down the road. Cork and Fog Felbeu were hauling lumber to the Blue Heron Inn, another 50 miles or so down the road, and the 20 foot long 2x12 rough-cut planks made an excellent table when laid on top of four barrels of Molasses that Shine Regnim and his two sons provided.It. He noticed the weddingband and the cocktail ring that Helen had given him. "Hmm, are youmarried, Frankie?" Frankie nodded as he finished off the second martini. Bruce took the glass and held it up to get the bartender's attention. Thenhe leaned over and whispered to Frankie. "Does your husband have bighands?"Frankie laughed out loud thinking that was the funniest thing Bruce couldhave said. He shook his head no. If Bruce only knew that Frankie'shusband's name was Helen.When Frankie looked. You look me in the eyes and say, “I’m so proud of you baby boy.”I love Mommy/Son play as well and your scene is amazing. I have another in mind that I will share… On either my 15th or 16th Birthday, you stand before me in a very unassuming terry cloth robe all wrapped up. You tell me, "Son, you are becoming a man now. I have seen how you look at me when I bend over or lay in bed. I also see that hard on you get when I walk around the house naked or when I’m in my bathing suit.As your mom, I. ” There is a distinct air of amusement in his voice. “You fucking bastard, I’m gonna…” “What are you going to do, Rebecca? What are you going to do to me?” Without another word and taking her completely by surprise, he buries his face into her mound. His tongue slides effortlessly between her moistened lips. She feels the now familiar sensation of his muscular organ colliding with her dripping folds. He laps up the juices that have already started to escape from her. Growling as he sucks in.