I turned back to face him, he was right up next to the mirror looking at his chin. "What did you do?" I asked. "I cut my fricken chin." He replied. I ...as standing by a kleenex box, so I grabbed one and walked over to my uncle. He turned to me and looked down so I could have an easier reach. I wiped the blood from the side of his chin. "You cut yourself pretty deep there." I told him. "Good thing Nurse Lexsie was here to save me." He laughed. I laughed with him. I turned to through the kleenex. We also got to go to two ballets. We debate every aspect of femininity that we came across and I think we both learned a lot.I never missed an opportunity to compliment her on something she was wearing or that she had done. She has no doubt that she is the most important person in my life.I frequently told her she just had 'another moment of beauty'. She tells me she turns all squishy inside when I say this. It is Pavlovian.I never missed an opportunity to pointing out her many attractive. Sammie had been at the company longer than Phil. She was probably perceived to be higher on the totem pool. A petite girl, she carried herself with a quiet confidence, a silent swagger. To Phil, shorter girls just seemed capable of carrying such a tone, as the power was packed in their demeanor. Persuasion was done with their personality, a necessary means to help compete with the longer legged beauties. It was this that Phil was drawn to. Not a barbie-doll face, Sammie had a girl next door. “Oooohhhh aaaahhh yesssss mmmmhmmm mmmmhmhhhmmm mmmmmm” mom moaned as her sexual tension reached its peak.I went nearer to the bed and sat right in front of mom’s vagina. I had stopped masturbating as I took out my phone and started recording my mother’s fingering act. I took a minute long video, then stuffed away the phone to enjoy the live show.Suddenly hot liquid splashed on my face. My mom’s cum. Fucking wow, I thought. 2 realms of cum filled my face with my mom’s love juice. I tasted it.