Kelly met me at the door, her hair up andwrapped in a towel. "Sorry," she apologised in that very English way, "Imust have slept through the alarm. Or...set it wrong." I waited on theedge of the doorway as she headed back in. She turned and looked at me."Come in. I won't bite."I smiled gratefully and entered. On the bed was a laptop, on it were anumber of pictures made by a child. "Who did these?" I asked.She went about getting dressed as I went and sat on the one chair. "Myson Eddie. Fiona. ” After allowing my orgasmic feelings to subside mom straddled my groin, facing away from me. She took my throbbing cock and slid it into her dripping pussy and started to slowly fuck me. As she leaned forward, maintaining her fucking rhythm she exposed her hot anal hole. I slid one of my fingers into my mouth to lubricate it for the task ahead. My finger then started to tease the anal ring in a circular motion for about thirty seconds before sliding in, up to the second knuckle. I then slid a. I screamed out my cum, as I felt his throat muscles tighten around my cock, massaging, and trying to suck it to his stomach. I dumped what felt like a gallon of cum down his hot, tight, sucking throat. It was by far one of the greatest blow jobs I have ever had. As I stepped back, and started to remove my cock from his throat, and mouth, he followed it, still sucking. He was trying to get as much of my cum as possible. When I finally popped out, it actually made a popping sound. He was that. Mom acted nervous around me but welcomed my help anyway. Dad was pretty much out of action because he'd had a lot to drink, he would most likely go straight to bed to sleep it off after the last guest left. I have a couple of older sisters but they're both married and couldn't make it. "Can we talk, honey?" my mom said after the last of the cleanup was finished. "Sure, Mom. What do you want to talk about?" I sat down on the sofa to listen to her."Um, about what you saw this afternoon." She.