Something happened to Susan while she was cuddled into Max. All that time, all that work for him to just discard her. What kind of man does that? W...at kind of woman would be so dependant that she wouldn’t notice? Susan found a bottle of Tequila and some anti-anxiety pills. Half a bottle later and Susan was desperate for something or someone stable. Max was there, Max had been by her side since the day he came home.Susan, now drunk and loopy on some pills was hot. She took off her blouse. I closed my eyes as i felt her warm lips close over the tip of my cock. She spit on my slit and flicked my head with her tongue to reduce her teacher’s pain whilst one hand gently stroking, still around my shaft. For what seemed like an eternity she caressed the head of my cock, i groaned with the intense pleasure surging through my groin. I placed my hands on her head and caressed her temples. I was sure not to apply any pressure – i liked her being in control. Her tongue was doing exactly. I throw my head back and tremble as the orgasm races through me. I need to sit still for a while. My knees are not responding, feeling like jelly after the intense orgasm. He takes the opportunity to touch me. His hands feels dry, almost like paper as they cup my breasts and gently squeezes my nipples before caressing the sides of my torso, my arms, my shoulders and my neck. I enjoy his touch for a moment while my body gathers strength. Then I lift my head back up, look him in the eyes and. ”“Why not?”“Because she’s my mother.”I grinned.“Would you tell me if you thought I was sexy?”“Yes.”“Why?”“Because I trust you more than I trust anyone else in the world.”“Do you think I’m sexy?”“Yes.”“Say it.”“I think you’re sexy.”God I loved hearing that.“Would you tell me if you thought Mom was sexy?”“Yes.”“Do you think Mom is sexy?”“No.”Lucy’s brain seemed to equate ‘being attracted to someone’ and ‘that person being sexy’. I briefly toyed with the idea of finding a loophole, but that would.