Listen to me. I'm getting too worked up. These phone calls with Susan are affecting me in a bad way. Raising Adrian should be my focus. The most impor...ant thing in my life now is being the best mother to my son that I can be. Nothing else matters!She picked up the soap and forced herself to scrub her back, since that wasn't a sensitive erogenous zone for her. Well, that's not ENTIRELY true. After all, he is at school or off doing other things a lot of the time, and I have plenty of spare time. I was sitting on a bare hardwood floor looking at the sunset from the picture window. The white walls were bathed in golden light from dozens of candles I lit around the room, leaving shadows to dance in corners of the high ceiling."Tommy?" In here." I called. Abby came in the living room, dressed in a simple white sheath dress. She knew I loved the way she looks in white. This dress clung to her like a second skin, and I knew without being told that her high heels were the only other things. “You’d better get home quickly to change or you’ll be late for school.”She put the final touches to her mascara and checked her long brown hair that waved only very gently to her naked shoulders and over the top of the towel that wrapped her body tightly. The died blonde highlights at the tip of each strand, she noticed, needed a touch up and she made a mental note to book an appointment at her favourite salon for the coming weekend.The boy rose from the large bed, the Egyptian cotton sheet and. He licked and was gasping for air, trying his best to please her. He could feel the heat radiate from her pussy and the wetness of it quickly soaked through her panties onto his face and tongue. He loved the taste and smell of it but was driven crazy by the fact he could not touch her with anything but his tongue.Before he could make her cum, she lifted herself off. As he gasped for air, she peeled off her juicy panties and pushed them in his mouth. “Suck on these for a while”. She now.