At the same time, she knew that she had not controlled him as well as she now knew she might have done.“It’s just through here, Miss Dangerfield,�...� a uniformed officer of the Detention and Rehabilitation Service shepherded Fara along a corridor between heavily locked cell doors. “He’s in the interview room at the end here. Anything that’s said is recorded, so if you can get him to say anything we’ll have it on tape. I can come in with you if you want. Otherwise, I can wait outside in the. "Would it help if I let you feel my breasts?" Mom asked, and she startedunbuttoning the top of her nightdress. "Wow! It sure would, Mom!" I exclaimed. I gingerly thrust my hand insidethe open top of the nightie and for the first time since infancy touchedmy Mom's tits. They were big and firm, and the ultra-smooth skin feltdelightful to me. I played with the large nipples, which were standing upstiff and hard. God, those tits felt good! "I remember when you used to nurse on those titties," Mom. On the floor of the spotless, white tile wasa large aluminum bowl he had placed there earlier in the morning.She stopped him with his head just over it, stepped around it and facedhim from the other side. Without ceremony, she began pissing a hot,dark amber stream onto his waiting tongue and into his mouth, the restsplashing down into the aluminum bowl. As she swayed back and forth,directing the pungent stream to his mouth area, she was careful not toget it into his eyes, not only so as not to. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the hall. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a pair of mom’s panties near the door. I quickly grabbed them as I made my escape. In my own room I examined them. Red, lacy, very, very sexy. I brought them to my nose, inhaling deeply mom’s sweet scent. I looked around my room, wondering where I could hide them. There was no way I was going to return this pair.The next morning, we both had woken up late. Mom didn’t mention anything about last night, and I.