Thankfully, Bob’s big balls stopped just short of exploding the condom and mom helped me get it off without spilling a lot. Mom took the condom and ...aid “you get Bob cleaned up and I’ll dispose of this” as she headed for the bathroom.There was just some thing about the lusty way she was looking at the condom that made me peek out of the door toward the bathroom and sure enough, my mom was standing in the hallway as she held the tip of the condom with one hand and tipped it up and swallowed the. I moved it away andshe moaned a bit again. It was wet. I held it up to her face. Looking inthe rear view mirror I could see her blushing."Naughty girl Nicks."She was quiet. I brought my hand to my nose, she watched. My tonguedarted out once. I moved it back to her face, holding it close to hersoft lips. "Lick Nicks."She looked into my eyes in the mirror and her tongue shot out too,licking, tasting herself. Then she kissed my hand.It was a good thing we had arrived at the grocery store, before. It was weird, feeling her slurping me but also seeing it on the screen, almost like I was watching someone else.She took my shaft into her warm, moist mouth, slathering the head with her tongue. Mouth and hand worked together, pleasuring me, coaxing me slowly to my orgasm. Sometimes she would back off and slurp the underside of my throbbing dick, other times she would take it into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. With one hand she squeezed the part she couldn't get past her lips. That ought to freak Lenore Lorimer right out of her head--her husband and son coming in to fuck her, right after a dog finishes." Maybe she'll scream," Betsy said doubtfully."I don't think so. Look--we have to do something to bring your mother into the gang. If we don't, she'll stumble onto one of our orgies, and that scene could really get heavy." I guess so. Okay--when will we do it? My mother ought to be home for dinner. Sometime after that?" Good enough. After everybody showers and eats and.