..call me Skipper. That's what they've been calling me for the past 15 years. Been too long now to even remember my real name."She chuckled heartily a... that and ran her pink fingers through her long hair. She leaned into me and spoke in a schoolgirl voice. "You're funny. Why haven't I seen you here before?" Just got out of jail, hon. Yep. Been in the slammer for 15 years." Her face turned serious but she made no move to leave. Her silence egged me on to tell her my whole life story. "I actually. Not only the power trip she feels from the control she has over him, but the sordid thoughts of making her own son orgasm for a second time spurs her on.Kneeling in front of the boy, totally naked, her large breasts bobbing, Joyce feels her pussy leaking her juices with excitement. “Fuck! I can’t do this any longer!” she cries.Lewis flinches, panicking that his mother is about to go crazy over the reality of what is happening. But his fears are short lived when she stands up, grabs him by the. I don’t want to either.”Amy threw it away and marched to her bathroom to draw a warm bath. Easing into the water, she pushed thoughts aside of cumming on a cock – Caleb’s – while relaxing.When she was done with her bath, changed into her pajamas, and made her way downstairs, she smelled it. Caleb cooked dinner again. Another habit he was forming, cooking for his mother.“So sweet,” she thought. “If he only knew,” Amy sat at the table, Caleb nodding to her. He placed a plate full of steamed. Pre-cum was slowly dripping down my head, and it made the bottom of my penis slick as I rubbed. I was really getting into it when I heard a gasp.I turned around in horror, only to see my mother standing at the bathroom door. To this day, I don't know what she came home for, all I know is that the sound of the shower must have masked the sound of the back door opening and closing.Needless to say, I was embarresed beyond belief. My Penis began to wilt at once, and I could feel my face turn brick.