I felt horrible to know that my son had sniffed my private odors, that he'd been able to see the juices which had flowed onto the fabric and stained i.... I felt my stomach turning over in recognition.Then I became angry. Dex had violated my privacy, taken something which wasn't his to take, smelled odors which no son had the right to know from his mother. I clenched my fists, my lip trembling. I became upset, ready to charge into his room and demand answers.But I held out long enough to remember. I would hand the phone to her and leave the room. From those conversations she selected three guys for us to invite over. Our plan was to meet a guy at our place, sit and talk some, have several rum and cokes. We also agreed. that the guest always would be allowed to go first as things heated up. Mutually we agreed that it was to be bare back every time. I felt like a guy should be able to cum in her pussy more or less to show that he had fucked the pussy that had always been mine. She pulled out the vibrator and rammed it in my pussy. As soon as I got close to having an orgasm she pulled it out and started kissing me. She continued this agonizing teasing for what seemed like forever, then finally when she saw that my pussy lips were swollen she licked my clit furiously until I was having the most amazing orgasm. I pulled her up to me and ran my fingers into her hair and kissed her tasting my own juices on her lips. She poured chocolate syrup in her mouth and kissed me. “Thank you!” she shouted cheerfully down to Patrick as she grabbed the flashlight. She turned it on and could immediately see the entire attic in front of her. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed.She heard him respond quickly and with a bit of worry in his voice. “What is it? Are you okay?”“Yeah I’m fine,” she answered back, “it’s just dusty as hell up here. Maybe deep cleaning the attic could be next week’s project!”She shed more light across the attic until she saw a medium-sized box, covered in a.