That's why mom is here. She can do these things too, and she's better at it. She'll make sure you're put back just the way you were. Please don't hate...me."The impatience had grown to anger and she turned on my mother."So, you found out what he's been doing and are making him face the consequences, like when we broke Mr. Johnson's window and you made us go to him and confess." Actually, no. He felt guilty and asked me to come along to make sure all his influence was removed with no damage to. Instead I went back to my room and tried to fall asleep.The next morning I woke up with great trepidation. I felt so bad for my mom, I was worried that I wouldn’t know what to say.When I walked down to the main floor I could hear my mom crying. I found her in the family room sitting on the couch in her bathrobe sobbing. When I entered the room I said, “Mom, is dad gone?”“He left for the airport at 4AM,” she said as she continued crying.“Good,” I said. “I heard you guys arguing.“Your father told. She sat up and suddenly her bare titty was inches from my face. There was a drip of my cum hanging from the nipple."You really think so?" she asked excitedly."Oh yeah" I groaned. "But then I'd want to touch it, so maybe you better not." Ick!" she said suddenly. "You got your stuff all over me." She touched one finger to the drip on her nipple. "It was warm at first, but now it's getting cold. Let me up. I need to go clean up."I staggered back, my dick still dripping spunk and she bounced up off. ”“A good dancer, excellent with his hands and a great kisser.”“I can’t really describe him physically so perhaps I should just show you?”This elicited quite a few hollers and Nyoto walked to Josh, who simply nodded slightly for his permission and grabbed both sides of his shirt and tore it open, buttons flying everywhere.With a few good tugs she removed his shirt, took his hat and let her hands slide over his sweaty chest.“Oh and ladies, he shaves all the way” she finished with a grin.The crowd.