Fighting back my tears, I held her and kissed her. "I suppose once bitten, twice shy," I said softly into her ear. Then I pushed back and looked into ...er eyes. "You thanked me for saving you, but Gretchen, in truth, you're the one who has saved me. Thank you for loving me, for telling me, for talking to me."Gretchen hugged me tight for a long, long moment, and then she let me go and sat back down on the edge of the bed. "If we're having problems, Hawk, you won't have to guess. I'll be telling. "Threesome?" I enquired."Yep. Maddie loves cock too ... its just she is picky about the guys that she lets into her bed and into her pussy". Madonna explained."Oh" was my very limited response.I could have said more but I was distracted by Madonna. She had just slipped on her strappy high heels before standing and walking back and forth naked in our bedroom."I just love my come fuck me heels" she commented. "I got them specially for you" she added.She looked sensational in the nude. Her big. Leaning forward, I grabbed his ankles and shook my ass quickly over his cock, my butt cheeks rippling and clapping together. He reached out with both hands and viciously manhandled my cheeks, squeezing them and bouncing them as my pussy rocked over his cock.“Uhh, mom, god, you’re so hot!” he cried.I was hot. I was a hot milf fucking her hung teenage son in the dirtiest, nastiest ways because he deserved it and I loved him.I sat up and sunk my butt down against his lap, squishing my cheeks. What shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning.”“That’s good, try again with a bit more welly! What shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning.”“Good, again, and carry on and add the wey-hays. What shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor, what shall we do with a drunken sailor.