" "It's Mommy, Michael, isn't that what you want? A full-service Mommy?" I asked, lifting my foot to my mouth and retrieving my son's cum from my foot.... My son's mouth was again wide open in shock, as he watched the obscene act. "Fuck, you taste delicious," I smiled, switching feet and retrieving more of his cum, before eventually saying, "Actually, I would love to get from directly from the source." I fell to my knees as my son watched me take his cock in my mouth. “Oh God,” he let out the. So I made up a story for your mother just so I could get you here for a while. I do hope you aren’t mad.”“Oh my. I don’t know what to say. I’m not mad. Just a little confused.”“Ladies, I need to take the car back. I will leave you two to work things out.”As Robert left, Jessie turned to Laura and said “Isn’t he scrumptious? And before you ask, we are not fooling around. I have a boyfriend who keeps me very satisfied. Robert is just a nice guy I took under my wing when he moved here 4 years ago.. It had to be Livy. Odd. I got up, put some boxer briefs on, and crept out the door and down the stairs to see what was up. There is always a nightlight in the main room downstairs in case anyone needs to get around without stubbing a toe. I saw Livy slip out the front door. It was mid-summer and the weather was great. Nice and warm. And there was a full moon. What was up? I stayed as quiet as I could and edged over to the now closed door. I put my eye up to the small window in the door and. He noticed Diana’s head move towards them on the couch from the corner of his eye.“You don’t have to do this,” his mother insisted.“Of course I do.”“You worked all day long, and you’re visiting. Go back to your whiskey,” she said, guiding him by a hand on his shoulder, “I have the room right next to the stairs set up for you already,” then she looked to Diana, still on the couch, “If she bothers you, you let me know.”“She doesn’t bother me,” he sighed, “Does she help you with this stuff?”“Not.