" Oh my God... I can't believe it." Suddenly Allison looked at the photos of Laura's three c***dren on the desk. "Are... are... the ch..." Yes, the c*...**dren are his... and mine." "I can't believe it," Allison said again. "And, they are all healthy?" Very." When... how did it happen?" Well, when my father died, Randy had a difficult time. He rebelled and Mom couldn't handle him, so he came to live with me. We had always been close and in fact had experimented a little when he would visit for. It was dirty to talk about it. It was dirty to do it. Andy, it was dirty to even touch yourself. I've tried to ensure that I haven't passed along anything to you that I learned as a child. The problem is ... well, I'm not exactly experienced in that portion of life. So, we just muddled along and pretended that I didn't do the sort of thing I told you about and you didn't do the sort of thing that led to stains on your old socks." Oh, God," Andy said, putting his head in his hands again."I'm. Her breasts sway as she repeats the action, slick hotness on his engorged cock and the ghost of a smile on her lips.He’s buried inside her, her chestnut hair falling around her face to block the night sky.“I’m going to do this,…” she announces airily from a place where there are only stars.Blake’s mind is a void. She threatens to engulf him in sweetness like ripe pomegranates; it's sharp like slate. He can’t hold out much longer.“… For a bit..”Penny’s words land softly as she rides him, up and. She is the most beautiful woman in the world, in your eyes. You know she would deny you nothing. But you're afraid of offending her or making her mad, so you hold back the one request that means the most to you. You know why psychologists' couches are filled with men with Mommy Issues? It's not because they want their Mothers. It's because they try to suppress how much they want their Mothers." But, Aunt Ellie. Some things are just impossible. Some things can't be done. Some things are better.