I brushed her little clit poking out of her pussy. Not a big dick, but that small bud. Mom gasped as I sucked on it for a moment.I groaned as Isidora'... hands caressed over my rump. She was behind me, watching me. I should be mad, but I was too busy feasting on Mom's pussy to care. I was too turned on by the incestuous sight to stop her. I needed a cock in me. Any cock. Even hers.I thrust my tongue into Mom's twat. I swirled around inside of her. She whimpered and groaned as I lapped out more of. While the wake went on in the courtyard, Wesley and Rebecca had made love. Dawn had come before the mourners stopped singing and dancing and before Rebecca had finally slept in her husband’s arms.It was quiet outside after the churches and monasteries had finished pealing their Sunday morning calls to worship. Through partially lidded eyes, he watched his wife sleeping and thought of the funeral and wake. Poor Father Dimitri would have a somnambulant congregation this morning.But Wesley had. No condoms on the floor, just a couple empty wrappers. No money on the dresser either and that was a bad sign. Mr. Evans would be paying for it some other way and that meant Mom was serious about the guy. I left without waking her up, although I'd wanted to.I didn't really know why I was mad and I tried to figure it out while I ate some cereal. I guessed that I felt betrayed kinda. It was like finding out that Mr. Evans wasn't perfect and I wanted him to be. My mom I could understand. Maybe.. I one time had asked where hazing ritual came from and she explained to me that she was an unwanted c***d by her parents, they gave her to her aunt and uncle when she was just a baby who really didn't care for her. She left their home as soon as she was legal and just randomly moved in with a guy she had meet online who was 17 years older than her. She was then contacted by her father who had tracked her down and wanted to met her. She didn't want to have anything to do with him but decided to.