Jack stood, hands by sides, no point trying to hide.He handed his clothes to his mother. She put them on the chair behind her, then turning she picked...up his underpants and looked at them. There were marks where his precum had dirtied the pants.What would she say?She took the pants and put them on her. They must have fit her waist as they held up. Then she undid her robe. Jack could see her bra, the garter belt and his underpants as worn by his mother.She handed over her knickers to Jack. He. " She tailed off a bit when she saw what I was doing, but ushered me into the bathroom to get showered. When I came out of the shower, she was talking and hugging with the other girls. I said goodbye to the girls, then Kiki and I got a ride to another nondescript commercial building. This time, Kiki was the only girl in the dressing room. This time the production was for “BBC Gangbang #37,” so Kiki was the only girl and there were six black guys with really enormous dicks.After the shoot, Kiki. “You shouldn’t say things like that.” She protested feebly.“I know you know I have fancied you since we met this morning. I know you feel the same way.”“You shouldn’t say that.”“Why not? It’s true, isn’t it?”“You know I can’t answer that.” The sensual tone in her voice almost invited him to keep pressuring her.“Why not?”“Because……”I could feel her look over at me.“You’re as turned on as I am, aren’t you?” He pressed.“Yes.” She whispered seductively.My cock was dripping and heart was pounding so. County records revealed its title was in the name of a Marlee Jackson. I looked up her name but found only BS pages.I donned a headscarf and sunglasses and went out into the overcast but dry streets. It took two hours to walk to the address. I spent another thirty minutes looking it over from a distance. The place was a dump on an untended small plot. Nobody had given it any love for years. This had been a nice neighborhood twenty years ago, but the LINK rail had sent those who could afford to.