For Mothers Day, Jason brought a present with when he brought the kidsback from their weekend. It was a lacy black bra. Tara blushed. “Isthis...my present from the kids?” “No…that one’s from me. To go with your new figure,” he told her,while undressing that very figure with his eyes. Tara knew she shouldpolitely refuse it. But Jason was just trying to be nice, and it WAS avery nice bra which would go well with many of the new outfits she hadbought. So. There was a cozy area in the center of the room that had several couches, chairs, and tables loaded with books and other items. She leaned back against the door jam and watched as he continuously dipped his brush on a palette and jabbed at the canvas, scattering a bright red hue here and there among the other riotous colors that were already there. She didn’t want to alert him to her presents yet as she was enjoying the way his muscles rippled across his back and the way the fading sunlight. Then finally he let the dick fall on my tongue. As it stroked my tongue it felt all warm, blood running trough it's veins. Now he g****d the back of my head with both hands and glided my mouth all around his cock till I could feel it pressing against the back of my palate. Slowly I started to suck his dick. ''Mmm'' Derek sighed, and as I looked up to him I could see he had closed his eyes. He wasn't the only one in pleasure though. I had no idea sucking a dick good be that delicious, and seeing. That was what her mind screamed, yet it was the rest of her body that drowned out that voice with the strength of its own argument. Every part of her body wanted him, even her heart wanted to belong to her own son and though it was wrong in every way, there was no argument that she could use to convince herself otherwise.Dennis paused for about two very long minutes before he spoke up again, in a louder, firmer voice, "Tell me that I disgust you mother and I shall leave?"He could see her jaw.