Shaking his head, he wheeled his chair around and headed back into his office. He wanted to watch the feed, see when it was live again so he could let...her know and if that retreat also hid his erection, so much the better.He grinned as he saw the screen flicker and the camera go live. It was pointed at JJ's face. She had the tip of her tongue clenched in her teeth and protruding just a tiny bit between her luscious lips; an enticing image at any time! The picture jiggled as she moved the camera. “You like the way your mother’s tits feel on your cock, don’t you, baby?” Aiden nodded silently. “I bet you’d love having Mommy suck it for you, too,” she went on. “But we can’t do that. I’m only supposed to let Charles put his cock in my mouth, even though yours is so much more beautiful. I’d love to suck it for you so much, baby. But I can’t.”She gave her son an exaggerated pout and then moved his shaft in the snug space between her big globes. Her own breath came almost as deep as Aiden’s as. C. Lewis standing atop the table still wearing his bobby helmet, but nothing else. May whispered in my ear. “I wonder if Uncle Cooper knows aunt Hed has this much fun at home when he is away at the rig?” Fun! That was just a typical and subtle understatement that I had learned to expect from May. As usual, her sharp mind was far ahead of mine. I was only just starting to comprehend what I was looking at. May had already gone way beyond knowing that the postman was pounding aunt Hed up the arse. Puked everywhere. Now I have had my fair share of critics over the years… but I have never evoked such a strong reaction I gotta tell ya! I really hadnt counted on this. Sick was all over Brads shirt an shorts an on the sofa. He kinda whimpered an then passed out. I really freaked out. I checked his breathing cos I thought he maybe dead. He was ok. I entertained the thought of calling an ambulance, then of calling my Mum. How the fuck could I explain away the fact that I had got Brad so shitty.