With Marisa at her father's, I could lie around my mother's bedroom in the morning. I felt my mother get up and head into the bathroom. I dozed to the...sounds of my mother doing her morning toilet. She came back to bed and curled up with her back against me. I felt the fabric of her teddy and smiled. I turned to put and arm around her. She pushed her butt against my groin as I put a hand on a breast and played with the nipple through the fabric. I dozed for an hour, caressing her stomach, hips,. ......................................................Georg sent for a pair of maids to clean up the sticky mess and change the bed completely . The maids could barely refrain from smiling as they saw the sticky spunk and knew pretty much what had expired on the bed.Georg’s cock was as satisfied more than it had been for months and for a change was no longer erect.The next day Max drove back to Vienna alone and it is now that Max leaves this story for. It was 1pm. I went down stairs and moaned as I surveyed the damage. Beer cans littered the ground, along with empty pizza boxes and incredibly, some weed that someone forgot. I ignored my headache and started to pick up the trash. I started by picking up the weed and putting it on he kitchen table. I then got two trash bags and started putting beer cans and the pizza boxes in them. I was almost finished when I heard a knock on the door.I quickly hid the bags and kicked around the remaining beer. " You're not worthless!" She said with asperity."I know that, intellectually; I try and project this image of myself as someone who's pleasant and caring, but inside I know how horrible I am and the thought of you..." I searched for a word, "... sullying yourself by feeling the same way about me was too farfetched to contemplate."Stunned. She looked stunned."It's still there you know. Holding your hand, it's like holding a live wire." I thought that was just me!"Suddenly the joy hit me and I.