We were both asleep by 11 but I woke up around 12:36 to go to the bathroom. When I walked out into the hall, I saw that the bathroom door was open and...the light was still on. When I walked in, I saw his mom, Jennifer, a hot redhead with glasses, D cup tits and a wonderful ass, sitting on the bathroom counter fingering herself. Why she wasn't in her room, I don't know. I turned quickly hoping to avoid talking but she grabbed my shirt and pulled me in. I couldn't help but stare at her delicious. ‘But is that what you really want to do?’ I asked trying to press the question home. ‘Of course Master.’ She said sounding a little upset that her intentions were questioned. ‘But how?’ I asked. ‘Master?’ She responded, confused at the question. ‘You say you want to please me, so tell me exactly what you want to do.’ I asked, now more direct with the question. ‘Call me Brian, don’t call me Master again.’ I said plainly yet sternly. ‘Yes Ma . . . Brian.’ She said correcting herself. ‘I want to. I enjoyed what I was doing.She introduced me to her clitoris, her joy button, her orgasm trigger. She explained that I should never touch it without a dampened finger or tongue. “Caress it gently!” she said. I did so until I had indications that more vigor was desired and needed. For my first time attempting to please her, I was able to bring her to a glorious climax.My mother quickly had a cum. “Oh Jay, you don’t know how much pleasure that gave me. How I have waited for this day to come. My. I am always here.And then I just pat her back and excused myself to go to the washroom. My dick was fully erect in my trousers and I had to relieve it. She must have seen a tent in my trousers because just while entering the bathroom, I had a look at her and she had a weird smile on her face.I didn’t put too much notice to it. Then I masturbated and relieved myself and went to the hospital with her. I met with my wife and child for the last time and left for the airport from there in the.