My black curls danced around my face. My ruby lips swallowed about his dick. I slid down him and then back up, leaving maroon smears behind.I shuddere..., marking my son's cock with my lipstick. I danced my tongue around his crown. He gasped and shuddered. His face contorted in delight. His hands flexed like he didn't know what to do with them.“Shit, Mom!” he gasped.I slid my lips off his cock and stared up at him. I rubbed his cock into my cheek and cooed, “You like that?”“Yes!” His eyes were. ’ ‘Sure, it’s still very early and I could do with a cuddle. I don’t think anyone ever wanted to have a cuddle with me before.’ Jordan smiled and gathered me into his arms and held me so my head was resting on his shoulder. ‘Don’t lie to me Jordan Colt. You must have cuddled with someone before.’ I turned in his arms so my back was to his chest. I snuggled closer to him and made myself comfortable. ‘To tell you the truth I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to cuddle with anyone before.’ ‘Well, you. "Let me do my job, kid." He now had a grip on my arm.I took the opportunity to look around. I had been in a snow bank by a driveway. The paramedics had driven the ambulance over from the nearby fire station. Two firemen were standing in the street. One paramedic had my arm. Another stood in front of me. The three teens were watching from the driveway. Someone had dug my bike out of the snow and put it up on its kickstand--the kids, probably.The paramedic had given up on taking my guitar for the. Back home they put on some music and opened another bottle of champagne. Marie asked Jessica to sit and did a dance for her, one that quickly turned into a striptease. Off came the new dress, the new bra, the new panties. Still moving rhythmically, Marie dropped to her knees in front of Jessica.And so for Marie the day ended as it had begun, only in reverse order. After worshipping at the fountain between Jessica’s legs, she curled up in her mistress’s arms and slept like a baby.* * *Jessica.