The paperwork to create a foundation to back my research into the paranormal had taken some convoluted twists, and it had been quite a while since I h...ad last talked with my lover and advisor about the ex-agent’s experiences in Denver. Silently, I nodded my agreement with her. ‘Let’s head over to the Wynkoop and try the seasonal,’ I suggested. ‘It’s noisy enough there, that we can talk.’ We had not been to the brewpub in a while, and Sophia accepted readily. Since we went directly from the. She leaned in again to briefly touch our lips together.Then she turned to my mother and our daughter. Her face was beaming as she told my mother, "Michael asked me to marry him today."Continuing to snugly hold her Granddaughter to her breast, my mother beamed back at us. The waterfall that had subsided a little while ago, began to flow again. "Oh, that's wonderful," my mother told her.My mother glanced down at the product of Lindie's and my shared love. After pausing for a moment, returning her. "Sure. We'll be fine. It's not like you're Mrs. Wilson." Mrs. Wilson was our 250 lb VERY friendly neighbor. She'd tried to sit on my lap on the front porch, once. It was a disaster of epic proportions, worthy of its own tale. But not right now.Aunt Marie giggled. "Hardly. I don't think the two of us combined could make one of her." She was right of course. Mom was a fanatic about her weight, dieting like crazy any time the scale inched over 110 lbs. Aunt Marie might have had her by a few. All of a sudden without warning I shot 5-6 ropes of cum down his throat! When I realized what I had done I stood up and shouted "Oh my god Harry! I'm so sorry! "I felt so bad watching him gag and choke, I hugged him and starting balling! Then surprisingly he stood backed out of the hug, swallowed it all, wiped my tears away, and said "It's ok! I'm fine! But…now, it's my turn!" So I bent down on my knees, one hand on Harry's ass and the other on his balls with my faces not even an inch away from.