..?" So how about this, we use this six-weeks and figure out where ourboundaries can be? Maybe you could be willing to try a few things out...and I'll...do my best not to smother you completely?" Like what things?" I asked."Well for one I'll let you use your potty as long as you can make itreliably? Let's say no more than three wet accidents or one poopy oneper week?"I looked at her a little incredulously. "I don't have accidents?" I know you didn't have them back in your world..." She paused.. I could feel him throb, so I purposefully squeezed him harder each time he went balls deep.. He started to groan, we were both breathing fast in sync, and our skin was getting sweaty and hotter. I wrapped one hand over his shoulders, grabbing onto his back as strongly as I could and held the other over his torso, grabbing and caressing over his torso. – “No holding back Sir, cum for me, I’m so close!” I felt him erratically thrust as soon as one of his hands made its way to my aching pleasure. Stacy seemed to think we were totally k**ding, little did she know that when I talked about Jen's hot box I was intimately familiar with it. Jen and Stacy went into the back to do some inventory stuff for about a half hour before Jen left. When Stacy came out I noticed she was red in the face and could hardly look at me, but when she did her eyes wondered down to my crotch. At this point I should describe Stacy, she was a fair skinned Irish red head complete with the freckles and green eyes.. I told mom to pretend I was a strange man. She was falling for it, I guess she was plenty mad at dad. With that mom knelt down on her knees and undid my pants and pulled out my dick. She engulfed it into her mouth. Now my mom is no super model, she has dark brown hair about down to her middle back. Average size boobs. She is about five foot ten. Mom is skinny, around a hundred and ten pounds. Not much of a ass. She worked my dick with her mouth and I was fearful of blowing my load in her.