"Pity these tables haven't got tableclothes!"Tony's reaction was to half-choke on his first forkeful of lettuce and olives. "Jeez!"Two plates of pipin... hot deep-pan pizzas soon arrived, saving further embarrassments. We greedily tucked in.I knew that once the coffees and Amaretto had been consumed - it was now gone 11.00pm and Mum would be home and in bed, assuming that I was out on a girls' night out - Tony would have to make his intentions clear. He nervously twisted the empty liquor glass in. She’d made me come a dozen times or more and this was the first time we’d ever touched. It must have had the same effect on her, because the conversation stopped. She looked over the top of her glass at me and asked, ‘What’s going to happen now?’ ‘What do you want to have happen?’ The words sounded strangely familiar and it took a moment to recognize them. We had said (typed, whatever) these same words to each other one night when she jokingly suggested we get together in real life. I knew. Maybe we're pushing them just a tad to ask out those hot chicks because they sure do know how to eat their mother's pussies." Don't be selfish, London, sit down next to me and have your son keep fucking you too. No matter how good it feels, you'll know what the right thing to do is." Fine, floozy," I branded her, sitting down next to her.Joe wasted no time getting into position, and going to town, on my cunt too."So, once again, here we are, having our sons eat us out as we're right next to. She wore a deep pink sundress that exposed most of her long legs. She was almost coltish and looked like an awkward teen. She wore a haughty almost disdainful look of superiority. She walked to me and gave me a cursory hug.I took them inside and showed them to their rooms. They would stay with me until their house was finished in about a month. They put their gear in their bedroom and came down for lunch. Maddie asked if she was allowed to swim in my pool. She had a charming accent from living.