"My son thinks this about fucking his own mother while masturbating. Do you have any clarifications?" I...I...!" He stammered. " I didn't mean that, m...m." He was fruitlessly trying to defend himself. "You must be mistaken."Itching in my pussy was reaching to its crescendo and I was not in a position to pretend anymore."Don't worry son, I'm not mad at you." I assured him. " I know it's quite natural. But, do you really like to fuck your mom, honey?" I asked in a low, whispery voice.Jonny stood,. " And she just continued talking. I was steamed at her arrogance. Defying her mother yet again. Yet I allowed her to finish. I was trying to show her some level of respect so that in turn she'd show some back. Yet 5 minutes later she was still chatting away, with no sign of stopping. I was feeling very foolish standing, looking at my daughter as she virtually ignored me. Finally I spoke again. "Stacey I've been very patient, hang up that phone this. "I don't get it, girl. If he's so less than wonderful, why don't you just dump him and pick up with Pike?" said Emily."And, like I've also told you a zillion times, because Pike earns half of what my David earns. Culturally and sexually David has issues, but economically he does it for me. I'm not giving that up for a longer dick, not even," said Jennifer. The two of them laughed."So, it wasn't all sunshine and roses out there?" I said."No. Sunshine yes, but the pace and the pressure were not. I washungry and thirsty so I asked auntie if I could have asnack and something to drink. They all decided that wewould go out to eat. It wasn't that late after all and wecould go out to a nice restaurant and have a good meal andnot worry about cooking and the cleanup afterwards. Ilooked at them and said, "But I still have to wear thesediapers, I can't go out like this."My mommy said, "Honey, you have something in your newwardrobe that you can wear that will hide the diapers andthat nobody would.