She had no idea of how long she'd slept, and she struggled to fully wake up. She hadn't drawn the bedroom curtains completely, and in the faint light ...of the street lamps she saw her son Mark standing in the doorway, wearing pyjama bottoms — all he ever wore in bed.'What is it, dear? Bad dreams again? Come into bed, then — Mum will help chase them away!'She threw back the bedclothes to let him climb in with her, and then pulled them up around his shoulders as he cuddled against her.She stroked. His hands softly rubbing her soft skin between her thighs, his lips caressing them, her aroma causing him to become hard again. Her wetness apparent. Slowly he let his fingers caress the soft skin around her labia, her lips swelling with excitement. Her moans growing louder with every touch. His fingers circling her lips, his mouth kissing them, tasting her juices, his tongue softly tasting them. His fingers increasing in pressure, his tongue moving ever closer to her clit. She wanted him in. "Back to the question: You looking for some male attention?"I caught his blush even in the dimness. "Yeah," he mumbled."Okay, what are you looking for? A blowjob? Maybe giving one? Something more intense?" I'm... open..." he replied. I took a really good look at him, while my hands took in Doris' reaction. Obviously, she was excited by the idea. And I could handle it if I needed to... "All right," I announced, "this is a new situation! And we're in the wrong spot!" Huh?" I got from both of. “You embarrassed me tonight. You don’t think you are going to just get away with that are you?” “I embarrassed you?” She questions again, not really sure what he is talking about. “Yes, first in the restaurant,” he informs her, “and then at the bar. Then you continued on in the cab.” “What are you going to do to me then?” She almost laughs. “Are you going to ground me and send me to bed without supper?” “No,” he breathes in her ear. “I am going to take you over my knee.” “You what?” She asks.