He passed out in the car. I drove us to my clinic forhis present."Liz stood, stretched and said, "Honey, let's go into the living room. Ineed somethin...g stronger than tea, what do you have?" Mom I have Scotch, vodka, and brandy, which would you prefer?" I could use a little of each."Carol laughed and despite the hour poured each of them a double Scotch.After taking a long pull on her drink Carol continued, "Mommy, I called insome favors and had a large team of doctors assembled. We. The feeling of his dick inside me was so intense, I felt like I was goingto loose my mind. Over and over again he pounded his meat into my snatchlike there was no tomorrow. My moans became so loud; I doubt there wasanyone in the apartments who couldn't hear us. I shifted our position toplace me on top, bobbing my groin up and down his thick shaft. I couldfeel his manhood quivering inside me as I shifted to and fro, his cockprodding my insides. More and more I craved, as my brought my fingers. ‘I’m still a lot sober than the other lads,’ he tried to explain. ‘I’m just… I’m sorry I woke you up-‘ ‘No. I was awake.’ Brandon frowned. ‘Awake? At 3?’ ‘I woke up an hour ago. Thought of revising for the test today.’ ‘Couldn’t sleep?’ There was a faint smile on his lips, but he felt bad deep inside whenever she couldn’t sleep because of the nightmares. She was on sleeping pills, but she often cheated and tried to sleep on her own. It would hardly ever help and she’d go through the next. " He got up, pulled out his wallet, tossed a pile of bills on the end table and left. She picked up the cash and left the room. As quietly as possible, I stood up and retreated back to my room. At the time I didn't know exactly why, but the front of my pajama bottoms was wet and sticky. I lay in my bed that night, thinking about everything that I had witnessed and what it meant. 'The guys in school were right; my Mom is a whore.' And everything seemed to fall into place.After that, I spent less.