"I can't believe you want to do that," she heard Mommy saying. "After what happened today, I can't bear to think of it." She spat the last word like i... tasted foul."Oh, honey," Daddy's voice pleaded, "she's just under a lot of stress right now. The doctor said not to worry." Not to worry? First I catch her with her brother's stuff," there was that spitting sound again, "all over her face and now she caused a scene at school. And she keeps taking off her underwear! I tell you its the Internet.. That would come later. For now, it was all me. I was her son. I loved her. Now I would prove it.I fell to my knees between her thighs, my dick quivering before me. I stroked up her thighs from her knees, feeling the silky warmth of her skin. I brushed the hem of her robe. Unlike my dad, my mother kept in shape. She did it to please him, hoping that if she looked hot he’d have one less thing to yell at her about. It was so sad that she tried to please him. That she let herself love this. The reaction of people who saw him made shopping in asupermarket so different from the chore it had become since he startedliving on his own.The next afternoon, Friday, Joyce returned and he spent a lot of histime attending to her needs. He had to serve her meals, fetch andcarry any items she wanted from other rooms, learned to help bathe,dress and undress her. She was very demanding but nothing onerous,especially as the tablets he was taking seemed to do their job. Hecouldn't imagine the. "That would certainly put a big smile on most women's faces!" my mother replied staring at my big hanging cock.I then stepped out of my jeans, straddled Carol's body, and offered her my nearly hard young cock, and eagerly she reached up, took hold of it, and pulled it to her lips.In seconds she opened her wet mature mouth, clamped her lips around my thick shaft, and then began sucking on it.I then crouched over her, as she eagerly gobbled away on my length, running her soft wet lips back and.