Mom looked once more on the floor. displaying a little more cleavage, and as she bent over, I thought I could see her bush peeking through her panties... I felt my cock twitch, and throb.This couldn't be happening. I was getting turned on by the sight of my own mother!Mom found the knife, stood up and turned around. She looked down at my lap, and there was no way for me to hide what was happening; I was getting an erection! I looked away, then back, but she kept her eyes glued to my cock. I. We spent the weekend talking about all the things we needed to do to make this happen. We started to build a plan and timeline around those ideas. It was an exhausting weekend. By the end of the weekend, we realized that the plan we developed would be worse than we originally thought.At school, I would take finals and receive my grades. But I wouldn't attend classes anymore. They'd also make a change in my school records to show that, for the last two years, I'd taken Russian. They wanted me to. He got up from the ground, took a few steps closer to her and said in a deep voice, ‘I believe we never discussed our arrangement from last night. I think we can come to an agreement here that might be suitable for both of us.’ He seemed to adjust his arrogant tone and Letitia did not know whether to believe him or distrust his mercurial temper. ‘I’m listening Roland,’ she said. He shut the door of her chamber, barely making a sound. He started unbuttoning his waistcoat and then laid it on her. “And this must be the man who has my mother all atwitter. I see why, now. He’s yummy,” she said as she licked her lips suggestively.Tommy was nonplussed for a second by her outrageous flirting, but Connie gave an amused snort.“I’ve already told Marie that you and Michelle needed to find another man to snack on. Where is Marie anyway?”Salmarie tried to look disappointed, but ended up giggling.“You are so selfish, Conchita, keeping him all to yourself like that. Momma is in the kitchen.