Suzanne picked up the book and read silently. Her thighs closed and she took her bottom lip under her top teeth. She was suddenly looking forward to t...e next pages.She glanced at her watch.Simon noticed and his heart sank. Hating the words, he said, “Is it getting late?”“Late? Would you like me to go?”“Lord no! I’m sitting here praying you’ll stay.”She tapped the open book with her finger. “Leave? No, let’s at least finish the chapter?” He turned towards her and she looked down. His cock was. I turned him round so he lay on his back and started stroking his hard erection through his boxers. I grinned at him as I pulled off his boxers and took his thick shaft in my hand gently moving it up and down. I adjusted myself so his cock was only centimetres away from my face and lightly tapped it against my lips. I smirked at him, twisted my tongue around his head, licking round in circles and lightly sucking the tip. His fists clenched as I worked my tongue down the shaft in a circular. Afterwards mom said that if I promised not to tell anyone that we could dothis again and that she would let me see and touch her body anytime Iwanted. I promised to keep our little secret and my i****tuous relationshipwith my mother was born.We began to bathe and sleep together and hardly ever wore clothes in frontof each other. She gave me almost daily blow jobs and taught me how to rubher clit to make her cum. This went on for weeks and then one day we werebathing and mom told me it was time. When Susan had finished her rather lengthy description, Brenda sighed longingly. "Aaaah ... Susan, I've said this before, and I'll say it again: you're the luckiest woman in the world. But, you know, it's funny. I'm kind of jealous of you getting to spend so much time working his stiff cock every day, and not being able to slide my lips tightly around his shaft is a kind of slow torture. But in a way, it doesn't actually bother me as much if you give me updates like that. Even more than.