Keep it up, keep it up,” I said. Then she had put her hands onto my butt as well. She was really getting into this rather quickly. I'm not sure why....Then she started getting my dick deeper and deeper into her mouth. I think she loved having sex with daughter's ex. Just like Heidi, she had some really soft lips. And when those lips just made it even better than it already was. She started going back and fourth rather quickly as if she was in a race. But then it was just too much. “Jessica, I'm. In fact their child must be about twelve or thirteen years of age by now."Mother was a cold and uncaring bitch who had as little to do with me as possible," was a statement she made over and over many times. You could almost hear the pain she felt at her alienation from her mother.Her mother was a very aloof, career woman who worked for a large (never specified) advertising agency. Her mother was raised in a cold and unaffectionate environment by well to do parents who had a marriage contract. It had a round neck line with white lace toppingthat was around 3 inches high and literally enclosed my neck in a lacetube covering my adams apple. It was lined with stiff leather andpadlocked in place with a small padlock at the rear causing me to holdmy head quite upright. The sleeves were short and had white puff topsand the skirt was like Patricia's just long enough to cover my stockingtops that must have been added whilst I was unconscious. They added abeautiful white lace mini apron. Especially at certain times of the month." "Oh," Chris said, not really knowing what she was talking about. Suddenly Chris got a naughty look on his face. "Would you like a topping?" "No, I'm not really into syrup on my ice cream." "That's not the topping I was thinking of." Chris looked quickly at the door and then he reached for her hand, pulling his mother into the dinning room with him. "Take my cock out," he whispered. "Huh?" "Hurry." A light suddenly came on in his mother's eyes..