I thought our relationship as son and mom had came to end. I feel guilty the whole time about that. And I stopped going home in these last 1 year. I t...old them some other reasons to avoid going home. My sister was very much angry about it. She did not like I was being away from home.It was been 7 years since that incident. One fine Tuesday, I got a call from the woman I loved. The woman I wanted to kiss. The woman I wanted to make love with. Moreover, the woman I wanted to fuck. My mother. I. Then, it was my turn to gazed at him. His tight-fitting boxers made his arousal very evident and I wasn’t believing what it indicated. I looked from it to his face and back to his crotch. My fingers moved to the waist band as if they understood the only way I was going to believe it was to expose it. I was licking my lips obscenely as I grasped the waist band and began inching the garment down. He raised his hips again with a groan indicating his own anticipation. As I peeled the garment down,. This allowed me to extract more precum which I licked off him with pleasure.After about fifteen minutes Jack begged me to make him cum. So I increased to speed of my rubbing and Jack shot his load in a fountain of ecstasy with a loud groan. His cum went over his stomach and my hand. I quickly licked it off his stomach while it was still warm. I kept a little of his cum in my mouth and then moved up the kiss Jack and as we kissed I transferred his cum into his mouth on my tongue.“So do you like. " one said, which seemed reasonable.The interview was a touch aggressive, but I thought I handled it well. After around a half-hour the cop left, and one of the others replaced him, and went through the same procedure. Finally the first returned and said, "We checked your story, and it fits. The guy at your motel remembers the Ernie guy dropping the clock off. And it looks like this Ernie has gone AWOL. We'll take the clock. May have some of his prints on it."So we were free to go. Emily seemed.