Next morning I got up early and pretending sleeping. My morning erection was there in side my pajama. Mom woke up and looked at me. Then she bending f...rward took my dick in her fist over the pajama and squeezed it. Then with a sigh she said “Uday.. get up it is already 5 am.. We have to start for a jog.” She said. “Yes maa.. in a minute let me use the toilet…” saying so I rushed into the toilet and after relieving I came out. Then we both had regular jog and walk.That night mom sat very close. Her and I got into the back and started to kiss deeply. The van started to move and she rubbed my cock through my pants. My hand moved under her skirt and to my delight she was not wearing any underwear. She was wet, hot and ready to go. I laid her down and moved in to taste that wet pussy. My tongue touched her lips and she moaned "OOoooo yesss". Slolwy I licked her sweet pussy lips, gently sucking them into my mouthsavoring her taste. Soon my tongue found her clit. With just the tip of my. I was the one to hold him when he cried about a broken toy or dropped ice-cream cone. Though he was only three years younger, I pretty much looked after him.There's more to the Frank and Frannie names as well. Mother is Florence, Dad is Fred. I guess they liked the alliteration, because I got named Francine and three years later came Frank. Most everyone just calls me Fran--both at home and at school.But, back to Frank. I said, "used to be" a snot. That's because things have changed. When Frank. He had nothing but contempt for financial reward or academic honours — "baubles", he called them. All he wanted was to be given the resources he needed and to be left alone to pursue his work. The company met his requirements exactly. Every now and then he would let his bosses have some minor byproduct of his research that lent itself to commercial exploitation; in exchange they paid the bills and let him be.Albert had clearly understood even as a young man that he was not what most women would.