Oh, God, Alan, feel my pussy now, I can't wait any longer."My God, was it better than Saturday night! It was slimy with sperm, and I had watched Alfre...d put it there, making me so horny I could hardly control my shivering. And there was a lot more of Helen's own juice. She was soaked! And her thighs and the crack down to her ass were slippery with it. "Oh, my God, woman, you must have been terribly randy. So much juice." Yes," she groaned. "Do it, do it like you did." I smeared some of the sperm. Jenny joined me on the bed and started rubbing her tits and finger fucking her pussy while she watched Mom suck me. I could tell Jenny was getting turned on by watching mom suck my cock. Damn Ms. Evers, you could give lessons on sucking cock. Mom stopped and looked up at Jenny. Jenny, call me Vicky, after watching me suck my sons cock you should at least call me by my first name. Mom smiled and reached up with her right hand and felt one of Jennys big tits. Brad, now I know why you like Jenny. Read for a bit before sleep.”She nodded. “Okay.”I’d just finished racking the dishes when I heard her call again. “Adaaaammmm...”I flipped the dishwasher closed and headed upstairs, standing outside the bathroom door. “What is it?”“Two things. I’d really appreciate it.” Her voice echoed off the tile inside, shimmering.“Sure.”“Help me run some lines? Just for one scene. And take a sponcon photo for me.”“Um.” I placed my fingers against the door. “Okay. Are you...”“Oh, Adam. Just come in.”I. I returned the call and we agreed to meet at the park the next morning. Cindy rolled her eyes when she heard me say I would bring a football.Suzanne was unusually talkative at dinner, even for her and Cindy was unusually quiet. We talked about my promotion, my new responsibilities and the spring football schedule. Dessert was being served when Cindy reminded us that she had been accepted to a college one thousand miles from home."Won't you be homesick? Won't you miss your family and Sammy? How.