She moved in with Amanda until she was ready to live on her own again. She missed her own funeral. I went, to support Amanda of course. I imagined tha... it was Annalise we were burying, because for all intents and purposes, we were. My sweet Anna had been driven from her own mind and body by Charlotte's Hostile Takeover. She was an innocent, but bad things happen to good people too.In the first few weeks after the funeral life got back to a semblance of normal. I avoided Charlotte/Anna as much. My cock seemed to throb in unison.I'd thought Jon was still asleep. How that could be didn't occur to me! Then, I heard a grunt coupled with a strong spasm beneath his balls. A drop of pre-cum seeped onto my tongue. I looked up, across Jon's stomach to see him grinning down at me. For a moment, I was about to pull back but I felt his hand on the back of my head, gently holding me in place.Somehow, that relaxed me and I began to apply myself to the task, nay, pleasure. As I felt more and more of. About three hours later, I awoke feeling great! It must have been that I was tired. I took a shower and went downstairs to see what Mom was doing. Not wanting to disturb her, I decided to go to Dad's office and look up more data on lubrication.As I approached his office, I heard Mom's voice."Ooh, oh—gosh—oh yeah Chris lick my pussy -— that's it, lick your mama's wet pussy. That feels so good, oh oh oh yeah, I'm cumming Chris, drink it—drink your mama's cum right out of her pussy."I wasn't about. It was clearly visible that it was the first time she was being touched this way. I slowly started kissing her lips, and her breath was warm and she was visibly shivering. She had closed her eyes. I kissed her lips for some time and then slowly started kissing her cheeks and neck, slowly went to kiss on her ears and bit it slowly and she was giving away light moans and she was thoroughly enjoying it. I started removing her top and slowly kissed on her one cup breast and with one hand I started.