“Fuck. Two more days until Marie’s back from Montreal with that French club thing,” I muttered at the wall. A yawn and sidelong stretc... dropped my right hand into the open clothes’ hamper. A half-formed thought flashed through my sleepy brain, and I rifled through the laundry for a few seconds to discover a purple pair of the lacy Victoria’s Secret boyshorts Marie favored. I grinned, lopsidedly, then scooted and twisted so my head was again on my pillow. “Sometimes, a guy’s. "Oh Mum I don't know what's happening but I think I'm going to explode." I was about to come, all my dreams were coming true. I had visualized Susan Blackwell doing this to me after watching some of Dads porn movies. But this was by far better, my Mums lips around my shaft and her so willing to please me. She seemed to sense my coming and worked on me harder. I couldn't stop what was happening and all my spunk just flooded into her mouth. She didn't break off, just kept sucking. "Oh Mum I'm so. My mother, Mrs. Brown and Aunt Harriet just stood there following me with their eyes and their mouths open.The women came into the kitchen a few minutes later. What they had talked about during that time I do not know. I was busy thanking God and pondering what was coming next. I noticed my mom went to the junk drawer and took out a pad and pen. She looked at me and smiled, with tears in her eyes and started writing. Aunt Harriet was wiping her eyes with one hand and held a suitcase in her. )Nicki wasn't into solitary oral dispensations that particular afternoon, and mounted Mrs. Compton in the classic 69 position. There was no protest from Sylvie, who dove deep into her pussy with her hungry tongue. Nicki shuddered, and attacked Mrs. Compton in similar fashion, causing her to whimper and quiver while sucking voraciously at the other's sopping cunt.I debated as to whether I should whip my dick out and jerk off, or remain quiet. I couldn't do both. But with my private eye training.