We continued this gentle pecking on the lips till finally he breathed in heavily and placed his mouth over mine. I felt his suction on my mouth as he ...lipped his tongue inside. My tongue met his and we kissed passionately for what seemed a long time. As we kissed he moved closer and put his arm around me to pull me tightly against him. I was still stroking his cock and it was throbbing wildly. “If you keep stroking me I am going to cum”, he said, “It’s up to you what ever you want”.I stopped. Sarah said sharply, “Isn’t your boy toy here too?”A flame grew in Janice’s eyes. She said, “Peter is not a boy toy. He’s my boyfriend, and who knows, he might even become the dad to the children that you never were.”Before Sarah or Liz could respond, there was a pitter-patter of footsteps running to the door.“Mommy!” A boy suddenly appeared at the doorway, and launched himself at Sarah. Before she knew it, a girl had also appeared and joined in the group hug.“Hi kids!” Sarah said happily.. "Oh what a lovely collection of pretty girls you've brought me, my darlingThorne, a veritable garden of roses," He gushes, one hand gesturingtowards us... I don't think I've ever seen anyone camper. "Now girls aquick lesson on what we do here, and then you'll get the chance to..'strut your stuff' as they say..."He finishes with an effeminate laugh, before composing himself, "Nowgirlies, after our plastic surgery department, the fashion house is thecompanies biggest earner... we specialise in. Somehow, I could guess it had happened at least once. My college mind scrambled to find good ways to get my mother in the mood, not only for sex, but for nasty sex with her son. Booze seemed to be the best way. I went to our basement, and located a bottle of scotch that had found its way into the box of board games. My mother was not too keen on liqour, but it was the best shot I had. I grabbed Scrabble too, because I knew she liked it, and I could suggest it as something to do tonight.My mom.