That was the boy who took his jacket, pants and shirt and withtheir struggle the cause of his fall. Joey, in those seconds thought hewas going to die....He didn't.So far so good Joey mused almost a full day later in his hospital bed.His leg was lying flat and while it still hurt some he was moving it alittle with the soft brace. Joey decided at some point between yesterdayand today that he was also incontinent. Officially Joey didn't know whyor couldn't remember why he wet, but he was taking. "Thank you for everything, I can't possibly take anything else from you." With a bag in hand that contained his dress and shoes out of sight, he confirmed his Uber and gave one last glance at Evy before heading out the door. She watched in silence as her mind raced and her stomach felt fluttery. The urgency began to rise as he walked further away from her apartment, almost down the stairs.She wasn’t sure what to make of anything they did last night or how they came to meet, but the further he. Yvette's mind blew! 'How did he know?' but more importantly, she realised she wasn't even mad at her son. She found her pussy getting hotter with each demanding word, each order from her own son to suck his fat cock. And it was a glorious cock. She found her hand trying to encompass his girth as she stroked it slowly up and down. She decided then and there that she was going to suck her son's monster, but she wanted to continue the charade a little longer."But I'm your mother, you can't really. My actions take over without thought, and it is now purely instinct. Gone are the light touches, and I'm now furiously thrusting two fingers into my wet canal. That is what it is. A raw, guttural, demanding thing that completely controls my actions.The sensations are overwhelming. The smell of my juices permeates the entire room. I thrust wildly and with complete abandon. I shudder and scream with each thrust. Yes. Please. Take me... Take me... harder...The orgasm hits me full on and takes me..