She encourged me to sniff them and kissthem before they went into the plastic tub of warm (but not hot) waterand mild detergent. I didn't have to be ...eminded to adore thoselightweight bits of lingerie, the entire time thinking about what Mikiwas almost certainly doing with Trent. But it was what she wanted andtherefore, in a strange way, what I wanted.He brought her back after midnight. Again I peered out at them. Theysat in the front seat of the car and kissed like oversexed teenagers. . "Oh Jason... yes honey," my mother purred.I leaned in and ran my tongue slowly along her neck, eliciting a low moan from her throat, her hand reaching around and caressing my cock through my pants. I couldn't control my lust for her any more, and I picked her up and sat her on the counter, pulling her robe open to display her in her bra and panties. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her thighs, and she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it. But there’s nothing to fight. But I’m so angry at how ... how this is so unfair!”Duncan was shocked. “My god,” he thought, “he sounds bad. Hallucinations? Gotta check on what those meds could be doing to him.”Angela came in. “Tom, maybe you need a break; go take a nap. We’ll check with the docs on your dosages tomorrow, okay?”Tom yawned. “You’re right, Mom, I’m really tired. Still don’t sleep too well.” He went off to his bedroom.Duncan sat down and took Lynette’s hand. “Thanks for watching out. Navbar.navbar-inverse.navbar-fixed-top.visible-sm.visible-xs" ).css( 'z-index', '1' ); if ( window.history && window.history.pushState ) { $( window ).on( 'popstate', function () { var hashLocation = location.hash; var hashSplit = hashLocation.split( "#!/" ); var hashName = hashSplit[ 1 ]; if ( hashName !== '' ) { var hash = window.location.hash; if ( hash === '' ) { $( '#swipebox-close'.