“You can’t fall in love with a slut.”“Why not? You’re one. I love you, Mom.” His fingers found my nipple. He pinched and rolled it, sendin... shudders through me. “You’re amazing, Mom. You convinced Leyla to be a whore. And that made Kimmy into one. And ... And it was so hot watching her, Mom. Thank you.”I pushed his hand away, unzipped his jeans, and pulled out his cock. I had to fix this. I had to solve this problem. I stroked my son, staring into his eyes, and said, “No, no, you have to—”The. ” She giggled and I stood up and dropped my pants and my underwear to the floor.Brenda knelt down at my feet and just stared at my hard cock. She grabbed a hold of it and pulled the head down toward the floor before letting it go. It slapped against my belly with a sound and she giggled. Then she pulled the head down again but that time she slipped her lips over the end and took the head into her warm moist mouth. The feeling was wonderful.Then all of a sudden I got that feeling that I was. Fifteen minutes later I went to pay for some items and at the end of an aisle she was surveying her employee’s and watching customers enter the store, she was turned around helping a customer so I was close when she turned back around in time for me to say good morning. She smiled and softly remarked that she still flushed from our back room experience so I said that I have another idea I developed, a smirk on her face as I explained that there was a new program offered at the store. She looked. I was just opening the door when there was soft knock. Opening the door I was greeted with that guy again. Gorgeous eyes, hair pulled back tight in a pony tail, dressed in fashionable suit with what I now knew had some heavy shoulder pads."Oh." My surprise look and wide open mouth giving my surpise and astonishment away.Sherry/Terry said, "Just wanted to find out if I should call you or what before I left?" Yeah, that'd be good." I said, still confused over the vision presented to me. I had to.