'Fuck, yeah! I'm so there!' he said. I told him not to say anything to anyone about it, or it would be called off and he promised he'd keep it zipped....So he's in for the next production meeting." Cool," I said. "But is he gonna wanna fuck you while he's at it?" I told him what's what with you and me. I think he gets it. He's gonna be cool. He mostly excited about making a real live porno movie." Does he know about your parent's business?" Nope. I told him they make B-movies and documentaries,. He blamed the mess on her and they argued loudly while he was in earshot. Frustrated and upset, Gloria hung up the phone on him. She stood by herself and wept. Tommy heard her crying and felt bad especially since he was to blame. He felt like he should do something and he walked over and embraced her. “I’m sorry, Mom. It’s all my fault.”Gloria tucked her head into her son’s chest and hugged him back. After a minute or so Gloria lifted her head. “It’s really not your fault, Tommy. If it hadn’t. She whimpered in desire as she reached out for him through glazed eyes. She raised herself up on her hands and knees as his cock bobbed before her face, opening her mouth and trying to capture it as her father stood beside the bed.He took hold of her head once again and gently pushed his cock forward into her open mouth, forcing her head up and making a straight line from her lips to her stomach. She sucked on him, drawing in, whimpering again when she realized she could only take the first few. I could explain it, but that's more science.Hear the story he's telling her. It's about Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.I love that story, don't you?See Uncle Bob wiping his forehead with the back of his hand.Hear him complaining that it's too hot in the bedroom.That must be why he's stripping down to his boxers.See him helping Jane strip down to her panties.Now we understand why Uncle Bob didn't tuck her in.He must be worried she'll get overheated too.What's Jane asking him?"What.