I stood behind the bathroom door and called out for Somu. “Somu, give me my bath towel”.i had to repeat twice before Somu understood and said “J... Bhibhiji I am bringing it”. Somu gave me the towel through a small gap created by half-shut bathroom door. My smooth, wet hand touched Somu’s. That touch sent shivers through Somu’s body.After taking the towel, i asked Somu to go out of the bedroom and shut the door behind him. Somu could not forget the incident whole rest of the day. The wet nude. I noticed Pete's car was absent from the driveway, a rare occurrence, when I walked up to the front door.I usually went directly to my room and checked on Mom and Pete through the peephole, but tonight I thought I heard sobs coming from the front room.I looked in and saw Mom, sitting on the couch, head in her hands, trying unsuccessfully to stop the tears."Mom, what's the matter?" I asked, already suspecting.She looked up, surprised, again trying to stop the weeping."Oh, Darin, Pete's gone!". “I’ve had this up my arse, in my mouth and in my cunt. Now it’s going in your holes, my sexy little boi-bitch.” She brandished it at me, and I crawled towards it on the bed. The lubricant she used smelled like strawberries, and I gave it a tentative lick. It tasted fine, but that didn’t matter because she held my head as she let it slide into my mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned as I sucked, the vibrator pressing onto her as I took it. She face-fucked me for a few minutes, as my cock. And mom just got home from work. She took a long shower, while I watched tv. It's a replay of American Idol. And I was shocked, Colton Dixon got eliminated! He was supposed to win! The same tragedy that happened to Daughtry, but that's show biz. I closed the television, thinking what is wrong with Americans these days, they can't vote for a good singer, there is sure to be a problem in either their ears or their brains, if they have one.Frustrated, I walked up the stairs, heading to my room..