“Get yourself into the conference room now and do as you are told or go and clear your desk, you filthy pervert!”Miss Wilson stood, hands on hips,...and stared at the older man. She was in no mood to be messed around.After a few more moments’ hesitation, Graeme slowly walked out of the office and down the corridor towards the conference room. Once she was sure that he would not be able to hear her, Joanne Wilson began laughing and Sophie joined in as she watched the older woman gather up the pile. She readily agreed but pointed out that none of us could sleep yet, even though it was already nearly 9 AM! ‘Why don’t we play some cards?’ Lisa suggested, a twinkle appearing in her eyes. We agreed and were soon lying around the living room floor. The sounds of the Trance music in the background sounded sexy and rhythmic. I knew Lisa well and wondered what she had planned! ‘Do you feel lucky tonight?’ Lisa joked. ‘Why don’t we make it interesting? You’re not shy people are you? Neither. "Come in here and help your father out."What? I wanted to slap my hand against the side of my head to clear it. I couldn't have heard what I just thought I did, could I?!!"What are you waiting for?" Mom asked. Her voice was soft and sweet. "Come in here and let Momma take care of that nasty big lump in your pants."Jesus! I thought I was still dreaming. I couldn't believe what my gorgeous, naked mother was offering!"It's alright, son. We know you've probably learned a lot about sex in your. You slip a hand beneath me, slowly massaging my abdomen in a counter-clockwise direction to ensure I don’t cramp. “Sure you can…” you reassure. “Just a little more. And then I’m going to slowly fuck every drop out of you.” I moan as the pressure increases yet again, until you eventually set the nearly depleted milk jug down, just inches from my face. “There, how does that feel?” you whisper. “It’s so full,” I say with a tremulous sigh. “Just imagine if it was all cum,” you say. “I am,” I.