I poked my head out and saw Marisa was on my sofa, one leg crossed over the other, hands folded in her lap. "Cream and sugar?" "Just cream is fine, th...nk you." I nodded.With both coffees made, I walked into the living room and handed a mug to Marisa. I sat next to her, waited while she took a sip and then continued with discussing Giselle. “I'm really glad that you like my painting." Yes, it's wonderful and I intend buying it… if the price we discussed is still the same?" Yes, the price has not. "Fuck me, god, fuck me, make me cum."* * * * *It had all begun the night before. Mom and I had gone out to dinner together. We had to wait for a table and we did so at the bar, where she had a couple of Scotches while I, at only 18, had to settle for cokes. Later, while we ate, she had a couple more drinks and she had gotten a little tipsy. That was okay, I was driving.When we got home, Mom had thrown her arms around me and kissed me somewhat passionately. "You're a good boy, Davey, to put up. So, I wasn’t surprised when he said, “Okay, Jason, maybe we can try it in a couple of days. Kelsey’s taking the baby over to visit her mother across town on Tuesday night, and with a half-hour commute each way, and her usual two-hour visits, we’ll have plenty of time at my home then. I’ll have another big load for you by then.” Sucking Again and Kelsey’s SurpriseIt was hard to think of much else for the next two days, other than sucking his cock again, and after having mulled over what I did. And I'm just to the point where I'm having difficulty, um... reaching. So, I'm not exactly put together." Not to worry," I snuck in while our tongues assaulted one another. "I have an idea, if you'll let me."I sent her to the bathroom. She came back with a razor, shaving gel, and a hot, damp towel. Lying her down on her bed, I peeled her pants down to the floor. Slipping my thumbs under her panties, I pressed her legs into the air and slid them off, casting them on the floor with her pants.Her.