I began to choke on the long intrusion in my mouth as I tried to pull air back into my body. With great effort, I forced myself to use my nose to brea...he and to ignore the instinct to use my mouth. My mind concentrated on this task; the thoughts welling up from deep below were forgotten.God, I made time to pray, please don’t let her hit me again.God listened, and she didn’t. She just stared at me without saying a word. Tears filled her eyes, and she quaked much like she had the other night, but. Two a.m. My God, the bars closed at midnight “Oh I know, we stopped for a bite to eat.” “Sorry baby,” I thought, “last time I looked I don’t think that Timmies had cock on the menu and I am sure I would have noticed that. “Cock…$1.50 small, $5.00..large”. Tonight was going to be a come-to-Jesus-night. We were going to have a meeting and because she wasn’t home yet, Victoria didn’t get a copy of the agenda. I guess she’ll just have to ad-lib. At 2:30 I heard her car pull into the garage. I sat. Look at that, I laughed what, still staring she said you’ve got a big dick. I was surprised that she was staring at it, I gave it a little wiggle. I had my cock out in my hand, mum was looking at it, blimey son I didn’t know it was that big she said. I laughed and let go so she could see it fully, freshly shaved and semi hard mum was looking at my cock. Mohammed was slowly driving and checking it out too. She turned and faced forward, oh I’m getting a bit flusted she said. Did I hear right, mum. Using them? I asked, How? She would look at them while she painted. These are her painting magazines Eddie said. Now this was all beginning to make sense. But this was only the tip of the iceberg. Eve and her son had a much more stranger relationship than I initially thought.So the next 20 mins or so go by quietly. Were both silently looking at our painting magazines. And then he asks me. Does it hurt yet? Huh? How would he know If I was hurting I thought. Your thing? Does it hurt yet? Eddie.