" Oh right," Amy said pulling a sheet of paper out of the bag as well, "safety awareness isn't it, well I do have my documentation that I am safe."Lan...a looked at her crossly and said, "What a coincidence that you just happen to be walking around with that." Lana, we don't mind if she stays," John said.There was suddenly an uproar of echoes like, "yeah, please join us,"; "we don't mind,"; "we'd love to help fill that poor empty hole,"; "will you marry me?"Everyone turned and looked at Jerry. “It's okay. You're not a cheating whore,” I told her. “Dad was pig. He didn't deserve you. You deserved some happiness, mom. So he caught you and your...uh...boyfriend?” My mom wiped at her tears, an almost grateful smile on her face, for a moment. “Yeah, my b-boyfriend,” she nodded, flushing, the almost smile gone. “We were in bed. He was supposed to be playing poker all night with his friends. He was so angry when he caught us. My lover fled and I locked myself in the bathroom. He pounded on. I told her that her daughter and I had never experienced it before we started with each other and that we both really enjoyed it now. She reluctantly opened her legs and let me begin. I leaned in and inhaled her musky aroma deeply making my cock get a little harder just before I started to lick. I started off with some long slow, gentle licks before I moved to doing a brief tongue fucking session, followed by some clit sucking. She was biting her lip and trying to hold it all inside when I. "Martha's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at Ronnie and then at me. "Steven!" she breathed in mock dismay. "Are you asking Ronnie for a date? Oh, Ronnie, sit up and take notice. This is a major milestone for him."Ronnie batted her eyelashes at me. "Li'l ole me, y'all?" She blinked at me. "Did I do that right?"I said, "Nah, but you can come along anyway."Martha watched, smirking while I talked Ronnie into it. As we rose to leave for Little Italy, Martha whispered to me, "Good going,.