"People can think whatever they want."She didn't look at me when she said, "It was good Bobby." She didn't have to tell me what she was talking about.... said, "It was more than good mom."She laughed a little and said, "Yeah...I wanted to give myself to you, but...is this only going to be about sex?"I said, "I don't know what it's going to be about mom, and the best I could come up with, after thinking about it all night is, why don't we just see where it goes. It's crazy I know, but it also. .. but not likely!He noticed again the bulk of the diapers between his legs. They wereso full... so heavy that they sagged. Had he possibly wet himselfwithout knowing it? Couldn't be! He remembered again waking up thatone odd time when he caught himself already wetting. It had beenstrange, really strange! Angrily, he grabbed Mel's note and wrinkledit up into a ball and threw it at the bag he was using for a trash can.It went right in. He cared that it went in, but he didn't care. . He flipped the sheet back and leaned down, his head pushed between my slightly parted legs and gave the lips a little peck, his tongue lapping between them several times. I spread my legs more. ‘You’re so good at that!’ I bellowed. I thrust my crotch against his face a few times. ‘Ah-h yes. Here it comes.’ I played a real orgasm in my head to remind me how I was supposed to act and feel. He was blissfully happy. – The house was quiet as I lingered in the shower preparing myself for Room 12 a. ........ and slavishly rubbed her palm into her slit.......then one finger, then two,.........then one finger sliding with a steady pressure on her clit. She now had both hands on her pussy, holding on tight as she climbed into the higher strata of quiver and release. “Cumming.........Fuck!........Now........!!!I sat kneeling beside her as her knees contracted into her chest, and she rolled convulsively on her right side, the rolling waves of her orgasm crashing through her.It was certainly.