I lived with my mom alone. I never knew my real dad. During the years a few man lived with me and mom but they came and left. Mom is a real dificult p...rson,she not easy to deal with. Shes always been kinda immature.Mom was 44 at that time she had a very beutiful body for her age. I never looked at her in a sexual way back then. I even was kinda use too watching her tapless around the house or hearing her having sex. I didnt mind hearing mom getting fuck. I know it hard to belive but thats the. He explained that my uncle was failing and these were probably the last holidays he would be with us. He said my uncle had cancer and it was terminal. I promised I would be there for the holidays. That night I had my housekeeper open up two of the extra bedrooms in the main house. I only used the master suite and had closed up the other six bedrooms. The next day while my kids were out playing rancher, I had all their things moved into their new rooms. They came running into my office. I pushed myself up onto my elbows for a better view. ”He must have come an entire quart, ” I remarked.”I'll eat every drop if you want,” Bobby said. The really thick, sticky ropes were on my tits and face but he had a lot to drink where he was. He really started getting into it, swallowing mouthfuls. I opened the nearest cabinet and took a small bowl. Using it to retrieve as much as I could, I scraped the rim over my body. ”Is that for me?” he asked.The bowl was at least half full, cum dripping. Her fingers seemed to twitch as if they longed to reach out and touch him, but she kept her distance. ‘Nadine said you wanted to see me.’ ‘Yea….’ Again he felt that tightening in the front of his jeans and watched as her eyes drifted down and she bit her button lip with need. Seeing that very clearly sexual posture a lump formed in not only his jeans, but in his throat. Michael’s tongue felt thick in his mouth and his heart began to hammer in his chest. ‘Something is happening to us. I….saw a.