She doesn't suspect a thing. " Sweet. I'll see you in about an hour. " Bye."I hung up the phone and went back into the living room."Who was that?" San...y wanted to know."Just an old buddy calling to let me know he was in town. "She went back to reading the manuscript. She wasn't making a lot of notes in the margins this time, and seemed absorbed in the story. Maybe I had finally gotten it right this time.I settled down on the couch and watched Sandy read. My wife is always worth watching. A. “You seem to be used to having a motherfucker for a son now, Mom,” I smiled at my mother, Fawn Anne Durant.“Well, it’s ... actually ... very ... enjoyable! I’m sorry that I didn’t treat you better, but the fact is that you’ve been very nice to me ... in spite of that fact!” Mom grunted as she felt me bottom out inside her juicy wet gash.“Hey, you’re still my mother!” I smiled as I kissed the back of her neck and plowed her even harder.“So, I’m never growing old, right? I’m never gonna die?” Mom. She laughed… the biter bitten!“ok, my turn he laughed, “what did you try with Paul that you didn’t like?” Her reply was instant and without hesitation, ‘Pain,’ I hated it, we did try it, but it was not for me, I liked bondage, being controlled, even a little spanking but pain, no it was not for me!”He raised his eyebrow, “my turn” she said, “ok, did you go on to try anal with your school friend?” he looked resigned, then said “yeh ok, that we did try, I liked giving but wasn’t so keen the other. While I remembered, I went to my room and packed my wedding clothes into a couple of bags to give to Julia tomorrow. The bags weren't big enough to also fit my pajamas into. Oh well.I put the bags beside my doorway so I didn't forget them tomorrow, and got down to doing some schoolwork.Carol came in a while later with a nice little snack for me, which I thought was the second best use of a serving girl.We chatted a bit, then we heard Mom come home. Carol rushed out to the kitchen to greet her..