I was totally mad but had to do as he said. He then drove me to his place and while going he was teasing me by putting his hand at my pussy and rubbin... it. By the time we reached his house my panty was drenched in my secretion. He gave me keys and asked me to open the door and got directly to bath room and shave my pussy with the trimmer over there and then take a bath and wear the black dress in the wardrobe.He left me there and went away to get dinner from the hotel. He returned after 1 hour. _Man, _you think to yourself, Dad really went all out on this place...Luggage in hand, you walk up to the door, knocking loudly on it. After a few moments, it swings open, the bright, smiling face of your mother the first thing in your sight. Even now, well into her forties, she looked good as she did over a decade ago. She put a lot of work into keeping her body healthy, and it showed. She wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.Her breasts squished against your chest,. . aah.. .if you... aah... keep on... aah... doing that... ooh... I'm going... to...”“Yes lad, that is the idea. But we'd better not make a mess.” So saying she moved him quickly to the washbasin which caught his first jet just in time. Then amid his harsh gasps another and another splashed against the porcelain until she was left to coax a last milky dribble from the spent organ.By the time she had washed and dried him he was again stiff but she gave the cock a little smack. “Down boy. Get this. It, too, cannot be trusted."Why do you think that is, Tony?" I am forcing a seductive smile, but I feel like crying. Perhaps I still feel some love for my son after all. I thought it had dried up with those puddles of sperm he used to leave in my panties in his middle-teen years, proving to me that he was just like the rest.He grins knowingly. "I think you are enjoying this."I nod in agreement, my eyes flashing seductively. There is that obvious hunger again. The child has no chance here.My.