I spun my head around to see who had joined me, and there was my little sister, Kim. She must’ve been kneeling, because the lowest part of her that ... could see were her arms, which were folder together on the arm rest, with her chin resting on them. My hands were resting on my thighs, having abandoned jerking off (at least for the moment), though I hadn’t stopped the video. “Yeah, that’s what I said.” I was looking into her beautiful brown eyes, but her eyes were fixated on something. I figured. I was sitting in the McDonald's dining room, munching on a double cheeseburger and fries, while drinking a fake chocolate milkshake, when the phone rang. "Hello Jen" I said once I found the phone. I also smiled at the people who listened the the theme from the Magnificent Seven blaring from my purse."Max what the hell is this I hear from Ed about you being evicted?" It's what you just said. I have to be out by next Sunday." I admitted."You can move back in with me and Bob," she suggested. "At. I sucked harder on her nipples, and she stroked my cock faster. It felt so damn good, and I was rapidly building toward an orgasm, a hell of a lot faster than when I jerked myself off! Mom pulled my head up, one of her hard nipples popping out of my mouth, and her mouth covered mine. The girls I'd kissed in the past never kissed me like mom did, as her tongue snaked into my mouth it, and I groaned into her mouth. Damn, I was almost ready to cum, and mom knew it. Suddenly her mouth pulled away. It was then that I hatched my master plan to finally move on from fantasising about fucking my mom, to actually fucking my mother.My plan was to use my mom addiction to opening every e-mail she was sent to my advantage. So I started off by making a “fake” e-mail account, but yet real at the same time. Not wanting to ruin any chance of this ever happening so decided to go with an identity of being a single mother, just my mom. I knew I had to start off slow; these exchanges were simple, mostly.