With a wicked smile she commanded, "Open you robe. There are no secretsfrom your mother."Obeying her, my clitty sprung forward as the robe opened."Yes... I can see you dilemma, Daniel." She said. Then, noticing a slightdeflating of my clitty, "Does my calling you 'Daniel' disturb you?"I blushed. Then tears came to my eyes. Mummy took my little clitty in her hand a gently massaged it.Now, now, my little pet, everything will be okay," she soothed. "You arestruggling with mixed feelings about. He'dbeen worried about becoming a tub of lard like most of the big boys -- JoeJelly, for instance. Then he reached out and touched Noel's breast like ashopper checking out a ripe tomato; it felt damned ripe -- firm enough butsoft enough, too."Let's make it a real party," he said as he plucked the bottle from the trayand poured some of its contents over his cock and balls. "Now why don't youjust lick it off?" Scarp suggested once his libation was made."You've got style, Dandyman." Only my. .. You want to shag me... don’t you, son?”“Mum... ”Mum takes the magazine off my crothc and tosses it aside. “Sweetie, you don’t need this anymore... ” With that mum kisses me, not a sweet mum-son kiss but a thrust your tongue into my mouth kiss. Which I quickly got in to, meeting her tongue with own. As We made out, Mum wrapped her hand around my cock, and starts to slowly jerk me off.“Oh... Fuck... Mum, This is so wrong, but I do want you...”“You want to fuck me?”“Yes!” I moaned. then she. I'd talk to him from somewhere around 10:00 in the morning to somewhere around 1:00 in the afternoon. Most days, not all; there were times, when our discussions had been particularly intense, that I needed a break and took one. Other days I'd log back on with him soon afterwards, or even extend our talk, if I'd thought of something more to say.But the regular afternoon sessions were history; it was too much for me. And I usually took weekends off, although not always; I had the freedom to make.