Mom flew in to town the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, and Sybil picked her up since I was still in school. She took Mom to my apartment, helped her get...set up in the spare room, and said I would be home in a while. They sat at the kitchen table and discussed me and my life here in Houston. Sybil didn't want to pry, but did ask Mom about the different last names. Mom told her it was regarding some horrible family misunderstandings a long time ago, and that she was now using her old married name.. The light was dim. It hurt my eyes. Inside the room was another console. Another pair of monitors. I grabbed the box and turned it like I had seen Xiomara do. The four by three buttons were there. I pushed one at random and shielded my face as the screens lit up. That’s when the green lights turned red.“Fuck.” I blinked away the eye strain and turned to the screen. A golden circle and running white letters scrolled over the red background of the two panels. I frowned. I should’ve paid more. I felt him tense up above me but before I could prepare his cum shot straight to the back of my throat, I had to swallow fast to keep up with his pumping in my mouth.I kept him in my mouth and circling his cum on my tongue and around his cock he was growing again inside me with my tongue circling his tip and his head.As he pulled out of me, he kissed me hard, still tasting his own spunk on my tongue, still kissing me he pushed me back onto the sofa as my legs opened wide and lifted in the air,. Despite the predicament he was currently facing he was fully erect; he hadn't noticed and wasn't really enjoying the moment. But she saw it, chuckled, slapped it hard with her hand as she moved to the desk to get the the rest of the rope and tape. As soon as she turned her back he struggled against the wrist rope and rocked in the chair to see if he could loosen a knot. She heard the commotion but kept her back turned to listen for any success he might have had – she was confident the knots.