“Ben...nice name, mine is Aria nice to meet you.” Arie seemed to say this as if she meant it but I knew it was most likely part of her job. What t...e hell I might as well play along.“Nice to meet you to.” I replied. Moments later I smelt something familiar yet foreign.“Do you smell that?” I asked Aria.“Smell what?” Replied Aria with a bit of confusion written on her face.“It sort of smells like dogs in here but not quite. It also has a slight hint of spices and honey.”“Strange I don’t smell. And none of us said anything and I felt so stupid sitting there without my pants on but I couldn't reach them now without more or less sticking my ass in Cait's face, and then after a while I just said “I'm sorry” again because I didn't know what to say but I had to say something and she said “It's okay” and then none of us said anything again for a long time and then she said “I'm not a lesbian, you know” and I said “I know, I'm sorry” and I could still taste her on my lips and that made me. She seemed a little more panicked this time. I pulled out to give her a quick breath then pushed right back in."This is good," I said. "Take your time."I must have done it maybe eleven times before I finally heard tinkling into the toilet bowl then finally a hard stream of piss."There," I complimented. "I knew you could do it. Okay, one more time. Open wide."I pushed deep into her throat again. I stayed just a little longer than normal before pulling out."Perfect!" I said. "You're an excellent. "I'm so sorry mum." he said meekly, and for once in my life, I was utterly speechless. Tonight had seen a chain of events spiraling out of control. So many incalculably small odds had conspired to see me here, in a position that I would never in a million years have anticipated being in – a position no mother should ever be in. Yet here I was, crotch to crotch with my son, his cock filling my pussy, and all manner of thoughts whirling through my head like a hurricane. But the most shocking.