" "Someday son, some day. But right now bring that hard cock up here so mom can return the favor".I watched my son with that big eat shitting grin slo...ly maneuvering his way up towards my chest. Placing his cock between my breasts like a tunnel to its destination, he squeezed them together and slowly to start pumping. Taking hold of my breasts he released his hold on them, and using his right hand, grabbed a fist full of hair and bend my head towards where his cock is extending. Extending out. "Um ... got any clothes I could borrow?" Sure but you look better in nothing." He replied getting out of bed. He was heavily muscled and tattooed but it was what hung from between his legs that drew her attention.She licked her lips and figured she might have time for a quicky before going to work. Before, she never would have even entertained such a thought. Now, she didn't even think to question it. She dropped her towel and went to him. He welcomed her, his cock already rising.The coeds from. Whilst this was happening he poured her a generous glass of wine and told her to enjoy.When the microwave went ding, he presented her with a steaming plate of spaghetti Bolognese and kept topping her glass up with the wine. Ravenous from her two days of being virtually deprived of food; Sandra tucked in rapidly fearing that Tom may be trying to torment her further by suddenly snatching away her food or possibly making her perform some obscene act to earn this precious meal. Nothing was further. "Do you want to bring us back?"Just then, another attack started on the teleport controls. This one seemed geared more about stopping me from using the system rather than teleporting to the pad in the room. "Damn!" I screamed. "There's an ongoing attack on my control console. Someone is trying to get the AI to label is as lost behind Sa'arm lines and force it to destruct." What!" Yvette screamed. "Admiral Timmons, If you don't order Colonel Johanes to desist in his actions, we'll have to take.