I asked "Can I get you something?" to which she replied "A coke would be great."I went to the kitchen getting a couple of cans out of the fridge and r...turned to the living room. I offered her one of the cans and took the other over to my recliner where I sat to face the music as it were. My mind was being bombarded with all that has gone on last week and earlier today. My heart beating a mile a minute I readied myself for the axe to fall.Kim started out "Greg I am aware of what went on last. Mom is a thirty-three-year-old woman with a great body. She got knocked up when she was s*******n years old and had me when she turned eighteen. Dad didn’t marry her but got her knocked up with Evelyn before he left her.Once a week, usually on Saturday, Mom goes out bar hopping. She dresses like a cheap whore and goes out to get drunk, fucked, and have a good time. She is usually so drunk that she just crashes on top of her bed still in her clothes. Most times her panties are hanging from some. She straddled me. She took my cock in her hand and guided it into her pussy. She leaned forward and began to lift her ass up and down. This caused her tits to swing within reach of my mouth. Who was I to refuse that invitation? Bent my head up and took her nipple in my mouth. I was also enjoying her doing all of the work on my cock. I began to thrust upward as her cunt slid down on my cock. That seemed to intensify her pleasure (and mine). “Ram it in me like that, baby. Just like. "Your mom is cool she will understand. It wasn't your fault someone dumped vodka or something into the punch. No one could have known." Meg explained."Meg, my mom is so perfect, I mean she always does just the right thing how do you think she will react to...to this!" Julie said, not yelling, but inside she was screaming. "I can't do it anymore," she said, as more tears threatening to come.Meg licked her lips thinking of the hot kiss Kate had just given her and if it really was an invitation.