I tried to stop doing that, but I couldn’t. All I could think about was Stephie and her cancer. When Dany had left for her afternoon class, I gave u... even trying to work. I ate my lunch and wrote in my journal. Just before 3:00pm the phone rang.“Steve, it’s Jason.”“How is she?” I asked.“Not good. She’s going to have surgery on Thursday and start chemotherapy right away. They won’t know for sure until they do the surgery, but I didn’t have a good feeling about it.”“Can I talk to her?” I. I groaned, pumping it in and out as I fantasized riding James's cock, sliding my cunt up and down his dick, reveling in the incestuous moment of a mother teaching her son to be a man.It would be so hot. My hands would run across his muscular chest, feeling his strength, while his hands would grope my breasts. He would squeeze my pillowy mounds and pinch my nipples. My pussy would clench on him.Do you feel how hot Mommy is for your big cock? I moaned in my imagination.Yes!And you love it. You. " You said all that before," she reminded him, but after another fiveminutes she relented. When she finally released him she asked, "Are yougrateful." Oh yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress," he whined dropping to his knees tobegan kissing her feet relentlessly.A couple of months later, his low point came one evening when she arrivedhome with a friend. Prior to that time only she had seen him dressed inhis maid's uniform to do his household chores. "Sissy, this is Jim, afriend of mine from. ."Let's head over to that bank and get a check cashed. You brought my ID?"Her exasperation showed in her voice. "Jack, you never said to bring any identification with us." Well, you should have anyway." He grinned, "Take a cab and go get it. My wallet is on top of the chest of drawers. It has an old driver's license and stuff. I think my passbook is with it."I'll just wait here until you get back." I'd better run there and back. I need to work off all that pizza you forced me to eat last night..