I see them when I go to my store or laundry or pick up my Chinese takeout. I want them to be evil elsewhere, preferably in jail." She said."You still ...at Chinese takeout from that local place?" He asked"I see you still pick out the important things in any conversation." She retorted. "And how is your sex life these days, grandchild?" If it was any better I might die of excess, grandma, and thank you for that wonderful gift, again."And they left it there, just a mention of local problems. Vladic. " Do it for me, Mum." Sorry?" You know... Give me one before bedtime. I'll go fucking mental if you don't."And Mrs Jackson kneeled between her son's legs and took the newspaper away that was covering his huge erection. His cock was indeed in need of urgent attention. She grasped it in both hands, began to caress it, and then thought what the hell.She looked at Jason who was looking right back at her. "I expect it's been a while since you last had a blow job, son? Not since you were going with. Taking myhand, she brought me to my feet and removed the matching sash, whichcircled the waist of the pink satin smock. As I stood before the mirror,she undid the buttons in the back and sliding the dress over myshoulders, let it fall to the floor. After placing it on a scentedhanger, she returned and did the same with the bouffant slip. Itcollapsed into a mountain of froth around my knees, and extending herhand for support, had me step gingerly from the lace cloud. No sooner hadshe returned. Dad lay there breathing hard as Kyle slipped aside and sat down. Dad reached over and sucked some of the mixed cum off of Kyle and swallowed it. He got up and stepped into the little half bath and got our hand towel. He got it damp with a little water from the sink. He came back and got on his knees. He washed Kyle's stomach and chest and all around his dick and under his balls. He then wiped me down even though I didn't have that much on me. He cleaned under my balls and pulled my skin back.