The only other thing that might lead back to me would be if he checked inwith Mrs. Gentry. But she'd hired a guy from a big agency, a guy I didn'twant...him to connect with the me sitting here, on Bobbie's sofa, wearing aminiskirt and flowery blouse. Freddie the lawyer, his secretary and theaccident that never happened would be a blind alley for him, but I didn'tthink I could afford to have him meet the other me. Maybe a message,saying a colleague, she had run into a guy also looking for Gentry.. I had been dreaming about what had happened yesterday and whether there would be any repercussions today; but when I opened my eyes there was mum sucking away on my cock like a pro.Obviously there was going to be no repercussions from mum but how would I cope with now being the man and master of the house. I could not help but think that his could alter all the arrangements I had with my school mate Andy. The friend who I fucked regularly and now I would have to share that energy with my mum.. In and out, back and forth. I flicked her clit with my tongue and she moaned louder. My fingers reached up inside her and found her G spot. “LICK ME, MAKE ME CUM”. My face was wet with her juice, I was starving for her pussy. Licking her clit and driving my fingers deeper. “OH SHIT, I’M THERE, YES, CUMMMING, LICK ME, SUCK MY CUNT” Her orgasm had to last a good minute. I could feel her pussy grabbing my fingers and pulling them deeper. Her clit was quivering. When she recovered she pulled me up. He called that day to reconnect but more importantly, he called to let me know that his life had not been the disaster that I had thought it would be. At some level he also called to thank me for being rough on him at times. Remembering back, when he wasn’t smoking weed and was paying attention, he was a damn good crew chief. I don’t remember disliking him—just being frustrated with him. I called him back as soon as I got home that day. He’d gotten a college education and risen to a high level.