Now we really want you to come to the wedding,” I replied. “You really want me there?” Christina asked. “Yes of course we do mom. I still love...you and he has been so good to me ever since I moved in. I know I'm gonna have to drop out of college, but he has been supporting me too along with Jeanette. And he loves me mom. I mean he really loves me,” I replied. She saw how serious I was, I guess she cracked. “Well I'm glad he's been taking care of you. I wish I just would have though,” Christina. I told her how good she looked to me several times every day.I knew that a woman often was very emotional during pregnancy.Fay's mother stayed away when I was there. They talked on the phone often and I knew that she was there usually on Fay's Wednesday afternoons off from work. (Every other Saturday Fay had to work a half day she got that weeks Wednesday afternoon off)Right after we moved Fay started a conversation off with " Mother said we should--". I cut her off with " I don't give a dam. With a crossover from Hubby’s fantasy to her own, now she was really imagining it was Jack thrusting his penis inside her vagina, and she loving the excitement of fucking her very own son. Indeed, she welcomed the simulacrum of him, into his mother's body, as a virile member penetrated deep into that womanhood of randy Mandy/mommy to horny Jack; Harry was simply subbing for his son, for her, as well as himself.What was this? Mandy had the realization, she had gone from being Harry’s. " Mom began kissing the insides of my thighs until my cock was as hard as it ever had been at my horniest moment of my life. Holding onto the head delicately with a few fingers. her lips began to kiss my sperm-filled testicles. Her tongue probed my scrotum, busily pushing my hard nuts around. Sucking each one into her mouth she laved them softly in warm wetness. My fingers dug into the mattress. I could not help myself in my growing enthusiasm for her lewd actions. I put my hands firmly.