That’s why we got the toiletries and not something else.”“But what’s the message?” Gabby asked with a strained look on her face. She was fru...trated and it showed. We all were.“I don’t know what the message is,” I told both her and Clara. “I do know that I think that drone is important. It’s fully functional. I could punch in a grid location and some search parameters and launch it without working up a sweat. There isn’t a reason for it to be here except to deliver that message. We just need to. You have me.” I said, kissing her head.Slowly our grip on each other’s bodies tightened. Reassuring kisses between mother and son soon turned lustful. Our tongues entangled once again within our mouths, and our hands freely roamed over our bodies. Mom’s electric touch aroused me further and I pushed my hard cock against her crotch. My hand freely went down her back and cupped her ass, and I began kneading them. Mom put her hand underneath my shirt and caressed my bare back…“RRIINNNNNGGGGG…... I just jumped on Suja Aunty and started kissing her all over her face and neck. We both couldn’t stop kissing. Suja Aunty was all turned on and said that all this was just because Suja Aunty wanted to bake and that led me to her bra and eventually to this sex.She wanted her cakes to be a part of our sex. She stopped, went a got a few cake pieces. Suja Aunty kept a piece on her lips and asked me to kiss it. We kiss, squishing the cake and eating it and eating each other’s lips as well. I held. There went any visions of me driving around in a Lamborghini!I pulled into the driveway at our house, jumped out of the truck, and carried the two duffle bags up the porch. I set them down, jimmied open the annoying front door, and then brought the bags inside before shutting and locking it behind me.I walked into the living room and saw that Billy was sitting on the couch, watching cartoons.“‘Ake! Hi! Hi!” he yelled while he waved a pudgy little hand in my direction; clearly, he was excited to.