Weve been trying to fix it all day, he says, and looks back into my eyes. Have you made any progress? I ask. Oh, yea, he says with a false confidence... I give him a stare that says I can see through him. Then he says, No, not really. I laugh and he smiles. Come on, dinners probably ready, he says, and we turn towards the house. So how was your day? he asks me, shoving his hands into his pockets. I cant help but grin, thinking of all that has happened and what will happen with his mom.It was. She couldn't escape it, no matter which way she turned, it was there. She could see the finger tightening on the trigger and knew she had no hope. She saw fire spurting from the end of the gun, heard the thunderous roar of the projectile.And woke up sputtering, the water growing cold around her. Her head was throbbing in counterpoint to her racing heart. She was shivering. She wiped wet hands across her face and then levered herself up from the tub. Her muscles rebelled, her side screamed and. No speculation. And don’t talk too much. Just answer their questions. You don’t need a lawyer, but be careful.”“Understood. Thanks, Dad.”We hung up and I went through my usual morning routine of exercising, a shower, and breakfast. I headed to school, still preoccupied with the impending visit from the FBI. School seemed to drag, and I had trouble concentrating, but fortunately, there was nothing complicated in any of my classes. I headed home, quite nervous about what to say. It dawned on me,. It didn’t take her long to cum, she filled my mouth with her juices.After she was satisfied with her orgasm, as she was still holding my face in her pussy, she started to urinate inside my open mouth, I was too shocked to move away. If I didn’t swallow it I would have drowned.After she was done pissing on my face she said; “for now on, you will do what Greg, my boys, and I say, you will remain naked at all times. You will now be homeschool, so I can train you to be a good submissive slut. Do.