..you can’t stay here,” she told him. He ignored her and turned and put the glass down. “Mind if I take a shower?” he asked. She had no time... to answer. He brushed past her and into the bathroom. Ten minutes later he emerged wet and naked and clutching a large white towel. She was sat down on the bed by now and on the bedside table stood her glass, half-empty. He smiled as he began to dry himself. She tried to look away but her eyes were drawn, like a moth to a flame, to his groin. He tossed. Sometimes in the chair, I would pop a small boner; but he would never see it as it was always covered by my cape.He brings me down the stairs and into a private room with a sink, barber chair, etc. this was quite fancy. Tim walks in; hey Kurt congratulations on turning 21; we are going to give you a nice wash, shave and trim. Kool, I replied. I sit in the chair by the sink and feel the warm water and Tim’s hands on my head but this time it was different. He washes my entire head, scrubs my. All of it ... she wanted to swallow him and have his sweet cream in her belly. She wanted to do it for him ... or maybe it was for her. She lost herself in her task and the outside world disappeared. Her heart belonged to her son now and nothing would ever change that. Drinking his cum would seal it forever in her heart and mind."Mom," Andy whispered as he felt his excitement building to a peak. When his mother didn't respond he said, "Mom," this time a little louder. He could feel his balls. He was too large for her to take it all in, but she was determined to try. She continued to please him with her mouth, tongue and hands. After several minutes my wife stopped, got up and motioned for him to move over. Ana then removed her clothes while he removed what was left of his. She then climbed into bed and lied next to him. I watched their naked bodies press tighter together, their hands holding and grabbing each other firmly. Then I saw him push my wife onto her back as he started.