But before her hands reached their destination, I had my biggest and longest orgasm. Was after was of foamy young cum spewed out at Mom’s tits, chin...and belly, and finally onto the cold tile floor of the bathroom.Embarrassed, I didn’t have to explain because Mom said with a moan, ‘Oooh! That’s it. It’s beautiful! Look, it’s still hard. Look how hard you are!’Mom started to rub my sperm into her skin with one hand and stroke my dribbling cock with the other. After a few minutes, I was trembling. She did not put on PJs instead she came out wearing one of her favorite white sleeping night gowns, covered by a full length robe. She quietly left the room shutting it as she left.After giving her time to go back downstairs I came out of the room and closed the door. Our room led directly to a loft that gave me a direct view of the entire great room and of them. She sat down in basically the same position she had left. This time however her gown was tucked as to keep him from reaching the skin. Bedtime. I said goodnight to my parents, knowing I would be gone before they were awake. We had over an hours travelling before we reached the house we'd be working on.My alarm had trouble stirring me. I hadn't slept well. A mix of nerves and excitement had kept me awake for most of the night. When I went into the kitchen, mum was there, making me breakfast. I thanked her as she put it in front of me, and noticed the hint of a smile as she looked down. I never could fool her. She knew this time. Her name was Carla and she gave me a little wink, as she served me a beer and a fish and shrimp basket with fries and cocktail sauce without even asking me what I wanted to eat or drink. Her lack of male company was a bit astounding to me, but I put it out of my mind as I thanked her and started to dig in, so starved that I didn’t even ask about the price (embarrassingly). I didn’t think about why none of the patrons seemed to be men, either, or white, for that matter. I just ate and drank for.