And don't be shy. Tell your son what he should do and what you're feeling when he's doing it." I'm sorry, Mom." Honey, you don't have a choice. I'm so...ry you have to do such a disgusting thing."Yeah right, I thought and immediately went to work on my mother's cunt. I licked the entire length of the slit, slipping my tongue between her pussy lips. I found her hole and pushed my tongue inside.Following orders, my mom said, "Uh, Tim, your tongue is inside me. I can feel it moving in and out. It. “I don’t understand why I have to see doctor Weissman anyway,” she whined as she sat there in her expensive Paris gown and expensive fur coat and her pearls and gold rings.“Because you have yet to provide me with a child,” I explained.“Well it is hardly my fault!” she exclaimed.“So I am impotent?” I queried.“No,” she said fearfully, “But you seldom bother me.” “Exactly,” I agreed, “Precisely!”Weissman’s clinic was in the mountain foothills, around endless hairpin bends and I had the Mercedes. They each knew what was to happen next and there was a pause the victim sobbing, the wax building up on the candle even the restless bluebottle settling silently to watch this last act. I was mother who broke the silence, keyed up to the greatest expectation she had ever know she whispered loudly “DO IT THEN, FOR GODS SAKE DO IT” like the sword of Damocles her loud entreaties tilted his hand, the by now large blob of boiling wax, fell from the candle and followed by three sets of fascinated. I didn't say anything, figuring she would talk about what was bothering her when she was ready. I sat holding her and thinking about all that had happened and how it had upset her life. I again wondered how any of the people I loved were able to stand up to it all."Dad, I thought Kat loved you and that she was your wife. I hurt inside by the way she embarrassed us when we landed." Huh! Whoa ... Whoa ... Whoa ... What are you talking about? I seemed to have missed something here, Sally."She.