Angela knelt on the floor under the table. She had her son's blue jeans undone and his big swollen cock shaft was in her sucking mouth."Mmmmm, it's su...h a whopper!" Withdrawing his prick from her lips, the horny mother jacked on his cock hard, murmuring appreciative words at the cum-dripping piss slit. "Such a big, hard beauty for mommy! Honestly Tony, I wouldn't mind if you spread it around a little. You can fuck any woman you want to as long as you save lots of hot cum for me!" You're enough. "Yeah," said the priest, sipping a cup of coffee."Aren't you dead?" I asked after a half hour or so. "Gracious," said the priest. "That's precious. And hilarious. Preciously hilarious." He laughed for, like, eight hours. Maybe I'm exaggerating a little.I covered my breasts with my arms. "So, what?" I asked. "You're not dead?"The priest laughed even harder, then stopped suddenly. "Yes," he admitted. "I am dead. But I've been dead quite a while. For I am... the Vampire Queen!"His body grew misty. She was on her way to bed, she had already showered and was in her dressing gown. ‘Yes dear, she does her best but she is Sixty years old and it tells on her sometimes,’ replied Jazz. ‘I’m sorry I couldn’t spend as much time getting to know you as I would have liked,’ said Sarah, ‘ but if she is sleeping would you care to join me downstairs for a nightcap? ‘Jazz wasn’t that tired, so she gently disentangled her arm from Mabel and slipped out of bed. ‘Oh My God!’ exclaimed Sarah shocked, as she. "That's so sweet," Mom said as I put her mug down on the dresser in front of her. "Will you stay for a few minutes with me?" Sure." I took my mug over to the bed and sat down, tossing the tray behind me. I sipped hot chocolate and watched Mom brush her hair after taking a small drink from her mug. "Is Dad mad at me?" she asked, pulling the brush slowly through her hair."You know he's not," I answered, causing a slight smile that conveyed both relief and acknowledgement that she knew this to be.