I told him to go get changed and then to give me a hand in the kitchen. He came back out in a nice pair of black pants that highlighted his ass and a ...blue shirt I had bought for him. I walked up to him and unbuttoned another button of his and put him to work. We talked about our days as we cooked. Then Ken arrived, just a little bit past the agreed-on time. I'd changed into a polo shirt and casual pants. Dinner went easily after the initial 'finding a topic to talk about' and it turned out Ken. "How much you owe?" I asked."We will make it, Mister Brakes," George said."I didn't ask you, young man. I asked the woman my son once loved. Now how much do you owe?" Seventy thousand to the bank, my mom took out a mortgage before she died and we are barely scraping by," she replied.I whipped out my checkbook, and checked the balance.It wasn't enough, but that didn't bother me as I said, "What bank?" Bank of America, but why?" Lily asked."Go get your mortgage book, and meet me at the bank," I. 'Sides, you and Mister Stoney, you need a red-headed kid. So you'll have a set." A set," Jo mouthed with a smile."By the way, we made up our second bedroom for you," I said. "Or you can do Cindy's." We were gonna get a hotel..." Stoney said."Well, if you're more comfortable that way, then I guess so, but really, we – all of us – are really missing you two."Johanna's smile. It changes to a little grin. "We cancelled the reservations at the hotel before we took off." Good!" I said. "Now, a. “Fuck me please, please, right now.” “You dirty bitch. You’re going to let me fuck you in your Mother’s new room.” “Yes, yes I am. I don’t care, I need you inside me.” He playfully slaps my bum, making it wobble a little. I look up into the mirror and see him behind me, feeling the head of his thick penis penetrating me slowly, making me gasp in pleasure. “Ohh fuck yes, it’s so big, Shane.” “I know babe, I know.” His hands grip my hips and he pushes deeper inside me with considerable force,.