She ran to the bathroom and washed her hands, bringing me the washcloth she was using. She tossed it at me with a grin.“Time to get up sleepyhead.�...� she said. “Would you be a dear and toss the sheets in the wash before you head out?” Then she swayed out of the room and down to her car.I rolled away from the wet spot and stripped the sheets. I ran them down to the laundry and, on my way back I beat on each of the kids doors. I was rewarded with a yell of acknowledgment from my son and a grumpy. You can't have me.Urworstfears: Oh, but your husband says that I can. He sold you to me.Kellryan: I don't know what you're talking about. Ryan would never do that. Who are you?Urworstfears: I am your new master.Kellryan: I don't believe you! I'll ask Ryan, as soon as I can about this.Urworstfears: Why bother, just go to www.kellytheslut.com, and you can see what he thinks right now. I'll wait.I waited the several minutes it took for her to get back to me. Knowing what she would see on her. Becca then returned the favour by spitting out what she had left in her mouth over Vicky’s forehead. Vicky then spread this cum/grool/spit combination over her face as if she was applying a facial mask.Kyle’s mouth was hanging open stupidly as he watched on. His cock was glimmering in his mother’s juices. It jerked slightly, still erect as it continued to dribble the last bit of cum from his orgasm which had begun to dampen the sheets.He felt his mother’s hand on his chest as she pushed him. He places the chilled bottle and two glasses on the counter and sits next to me on the next stool. We drink, eat and talk."You have told me how you feel now let me tell you. I don't feel guilty for what happened. I haven't enjoyed fucking like that in a while. You are amazing. We have an attraction, a sexual compatibility and you told me you enjoyed yourself that makes me very happy. I see some untapped passion behind those beautiful blue eyes. Some things that I would like to explore more with.