Early on Monday morning, in fact at 7.30am, and quite dark still, John came to conscious thought, realised his bladder was most uncomfortable and then...that the phone in the flat was ringing. He switched on the light and crawled out of bed.“Yes?” he groaned.“Good morning John,” came Paula’s cheerful voice. “Been catching up on the booze?”“Paula, what are you doing in the office at this ungodly hour?”“Flexitime, dear heart,” she chuckled. “Seriously though, you sound rough.”“Four months of stress. Then calming down some, he said, "Well, I need to talk to Margie and give her brother's message to her. I guess I will have to go down there if the phone isn't working." Mel picked up my phone and dialed her home. We could hear the loud beep, beep, beep."Let us go with you, Daddy," Belinda asked."All right. Do you want to go to, Dave?" George asked."Yes," I replied, "but what about the neighbor who's watching the house. That could be who she is talking to. She would warn her that we were. “You’re going to give me head or I’m going to flush the key!” She giggled cutely as she spun the key on its ring around her finger.“H-hey, that’s not fair!” He blushed brightly, but sank to his knees before the edge of the bed, watching as she sat herself down on it with a playful smirk.“You look too hot, that’s your fault…” She said simply and though he let out a protesting whine, he couldn’t help but smile a little at her expression of pure desire for him.“Okay okay…” He relented, leaning. He reached up and grabbed hold of his mother's knockers. "Oh shit, cumming again!"Dana scowled, "Damn it!" She rode her sons cock as best she could, milking it for cum and eeking what pleasure she could out of the short fuck, but she didn't climax this time. "We have really got to work on this son."Worried, David tried to assure his mother. "I'll be a good student, I promise!"Dana couldn't stay frustrated with her boy. She giggled, "I know baby. In a few days, you'll be fucking like a porn.