It had felt so good, he could have stayed there forever, watching his mom play with the semen that coated her skin, slurping it off her fingers, sprea...ing it over her jiggling breast-meat until they dripped with goo, sucking it out of his cock... Fuck. "Gotta watch that." He said to himself. Jay wasn't sure what was going on, but his mom was at the centre of it, and he was pretty sure the best way to do that was to avoid his mom altogether, regardless of how good she might look with that skirt. She did not understand tact, and I had to remember she was 18. I applied the lotion to her sides, purposely touched her boobs and put lots of lotion on her tit's and sides. I pulled her bikini bottom down and off. I lathered her butt, legs with lotion. Kirsten was laughing."Turn over"I watched her turn and I put lotion all over her front with a smile on her face. Lots of lotion on her breasts, ribs, neck, torso, legs, thighs and pussy and some on her pretty face."You want to fuck me don't you. Kit was not home. I worry for her safety at times. I had decided that to pay my tax, I would have to sell everything I own this morning. I would have to worry about finding a job another day. I could list all my personal possessions in on breath; one bikini, one mattress. I just hoped it was enough. I stood up and slipped that grey bikini on. The sun was creeping in under the door. I guessed it to be around eight o’clock, which would give me enough time to get down the market,. ”What she’d just admitted to was probably a sackable offence but I let it go.“What can I do for you.”“I’ve got a problem with my waste pipe. If you come round and pay it some attention, I’ll cook you dinner.”“Um, Claire, I don’t know anything about waste pipes. I think you’d better call in a professional plumber.”Yes, I know I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer.“Not my waste pipe waste pipe, silly! I want a repeat of last Monday and I can’t wait any longer.”Actually, that sounded quite a.