Mom wobbled while she removed each piece of clothing and smiled happily at me, saying to me I am a little tipsy but its ok honey Mommies not that drun..., And she falls onto her bed I pushed her into her bed more covere her up and give her a kiss on the cheek saying good night Mom, I went to bed that night feeling like the Man of the House for sure. well the next morning we had breakfast and Mom said she was going to stop in at work to drop off some stuff and she was going shopping for food for. She began trying to slid away from me so I used my free hand to reach and grab a nipple. I pulled towards me so that she had two choices... feel the pain of her delicate little nipple being pinched and pulled ... or come closer and dare not to pull away from me again. She chose the second and i could see that he spirit was breaking by the second. She knew she had no where to go... no one to call to... and no way to stop what was about to happen.I brought my fingers to her pussy lips and. She gasped as more fingers were felt along her sides, rubbing her up and down. She began to get wet and almost as if on cue, a finger was felt rubbing along her nether lips and began slowly tracing over her clit."Ahhhh," she began to moan. She laid back down on the floor as her renegade shirt and panties continued to work her over. The phantom finger began rapidly rubbing her clit as her hips started bucking the air. Her moans turned into cries of pleasure the closer she came to release.Just as. They asked me a lot of questions about myself, and of course, when talking about myself, the conversation naturally turned to the two things I love, reading books and watching football.They were Dallas fans, so obviously they were good peeps.The only question they asked me that seemed related to work was how much experience did I have?Basically none.My Spidey sense started tingling. Was I missing something? There was some silent communication going on between them. That secret talk without.