As for me I spent most of the day in an apprehensive stupor. I was unable to believe that what had happened the night before had really happened and y...et, I knew it had. My mother had jacked me off! She didn’t mention it and gave no overt indication that she even remembered what she’d done. Then that evening, everything escalated to a higher level. Just after I finished brushing my teeth and putting on my pajamas, I was surprised by a question mom asked. “Tommy would you like it if we both went. Each thrust his cock went deep and deep inside my throat. He pushing my head up and down, as I mumbled something like this. “Umm umm mmm mmm umm, umm.” I mumbled, sucking his cock. I had face fucked before and this was no different, but why was I even doing it. And all the while he said or did nothing, but guided my head up and down his cock. I started getting light headed, as I strived to get air in my lungs as he sometimes made swallow well deep. It felt like I was sucking his cock for ages. You ride me on your thigh, making me crazy, letting me reach for you, and then after a few moments you lean down and kiss me, gently, sensuously, slowly. I can feel your cock hard and solid against my thigh, I can feel your thigh hard against my heat, I can feel your mouth drawing me out of myself, out of my mind. Your left hand captures my free hand and now I feel both of my arms being raised and spread to the side, coming into contact with the vertical supports of the bookcase. And you. Every morning we'd take the little kids to the playground and let them run themselves completely out of energy. Once we got them back home for their naps, Carolyn and I had at least two hours of quiet and privacy to make love, and cement our budding relationship. I usually took her somewhere in the evenings, out to dinner, or to the movies. Twice we had gone back to the Bolling Field fence to make love again. By now, Carolyn was the one who took control, and made sure that I did exactly what.