I then asked her can I sleep with her that night. She nodded her head and allowed me to sleep there. At that time she was wearing her blouse and petti...oat with upper buttons of her blouse open. I could not stop my hands to reach my mom’s breast and started to fondle them. I guess that may be it was for the first time my mother found the lust in my eyes and scold me to stop playing with her boobs. I then started crying and later she consoled me telling that I am now growing and I should now stop. The taste couldn’t be compared to anything else I had eaten so far no matter if it was stuff coming out of my mum of normal food. But the extremely prevent picture that build up in my head of eating whatever came out off mummy made the taste more useful and since it had only took a couple of spoons to become used to the flavor of mummy’s shit I was positive the effect would repeat. So I took my spoon from the breakfast table and stack it into mummy’s barf. I twisted it a little and breathed in. She shivered slightly when I kissed her neck. Then she turned to face me and kissed me with hot, experienced lips. No prostitute had ever kissed me before. Was I someone special?I got up and pulled her by her hands from the couch, put my arm around her waist to lead her to my bedroom. She surprised me when she twisted out of my grip and excused herself, grabbed her purse and disappeared into the bathroom. When she returned she reversed the roles, put her arm around my waist and waltzed me to. "If I did something big without asking you, I would get a spanking" Exactly, now go get the hairbrush from my sink, and come back here", said Melissa suddenly stern.“But mom that was when I was 10 and 11. I’m older now!”The look on Mellissa's face showed that argument could be dangerous. Tatum skulked off to her mother’s bathroom, thinking about why she had to tell her mom, and then remembering how hot she used to get when her mom spanked her. Tatum reached under her skirt, her panties were.