"Does it feel good?" I nodded, not wanting to say just howstimulating it really felt. "I think you should wear it all week. I cansee that you still ne...ed to get used to walking in those heels andtaking dainty steps when wearing a skirt. I got you a few changes ofunderwear and blouses."At bedtime, she showed me how to hang up the skirt to avoid creases.Then as I was taking off my other things she said, "You can leave yourknickers on if you like. I can see you enjoy wearing them. Your littledickie. It wasn't right how I acted. I was treating you as if you and I were both young teenagers, and I am really ashamed of it."The look of concern on her face was so sincere, so tender; it nearly brought me to tears. I wanted to walk over to her and cup her face in my hands, and kiss her on the lips, like a son shouldn't do. I wanted to tell her that I had acted so immaturely, only because I couldn't handle the feeling I had inside. The feelings of love. I loved my mother. I loved her the way a man. My inbox was empty other than the usual spam but I noticed that I had two new messages in the deleted folder. Curious, I checked them and discovered that both messages were from Amy. The first told me that there had been a mix up with her flight and she would not be home until she could make other arrangements. The second reported that she had booked a flight for the following day and gave me her new flight number and time of arrival.Perturbed, I called Amy on her cell phone and reported what I. "That's it, harder, harder!" Janice cried. I kept up my sucking and flicking as Coke picked up speed again, pumping my ass. I felt Janice trembling against my face, and then, finally, she went stiff and made a wordless cry. Instantly I moved my mouth down and began sucking and licking up her delicious nectar. In response, I felt another orgasm overtake my own pussy with slow pulses. Coke stopped, inside me up to the hilt, and gasped, "Gotta stop..." Then I felt his monster slowly leaving me,.