All this week, I was in tears andturmoil. This was like the world was swallowing me up.Mommy wrote me an e-mail several times a day. This was the one ...he sentto me the day before a press conference was going to be held:"Dear MandyYes, that is right. I am now calling you Mandy. You are my daughter, andI am proud of you. It seems like all I wanted from you is fame. I wantedeveryone to be proud of you. I pushed you and pushed you. You were a starand when people no longer wanted to see angel, I. I could hardly breathe but I wasn’t about to waste a single drop of that precious juice. After what seemed like minutes she regained her composure and released her grip on my head. Pulling me to my feet she practically tore my jeans off with me frantically trying to help. My cock sprang free as precum oozed from the tip as she too dropped to her knees and engulfed my rock hard cock in one swift motion. I was in a state of pure bliss as she rhythmically worked her mouth up and down the length. Will you be all right?”“Your father’s little dick will never feel as good after I’ve had your big dick. Give your sister a kiss for me I will be in touch.”As I got back in my car to leave I wondered if dad will come around or not!With all the talking and foreplay my mother and I had, I was getting back only thirty minutes before our female guests would be arriving.Mary was outside waiting for me and actually chastised me for running so late.I would explain myself to her later. She told me to go. Not even Kevin knew, for she handwashed everything in her bathroom when he wasn't home, though sheoften wondered exactly why she hid this from him.But dinner was waiting, and u*********sly imitating her son, sheshook her head to clear her thoughts, changed into some plainunderwear and her sweats, and headed downstairs.-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+Kevin's StoryChapter 2The next day was a school holiday, so Kevin slept in as Heather leftthe house for work. .