We call them Darkstalkers because they never appear during daylight." She explains. "Wait, So a vampire?" I ask. "I don't know what that is, But you m...ay call them what you wish Anthony." I love the way her voice is, The way her tongue pronounces every syllable of Anthony. Suddenly I feel a sharp burning on the back of my hand, I turn around and see that my water has boiled over the brim. I cringe at the slight burn on my hand. After I turn off the stove, I turn back around to Felicia, Who. My mother made the next move, she moved her hand from where it was grasping my wrist and covered my hand, pressing it to her breast, moving it so her nipple was under my fingers then she let go. Heaven! I moved my hand and that little bud grew larger so I rubbed it feeling the hardness of it surrounded by the softness of her breast. Not for one minute had I, up to that point entertained any sexual feelings towards my mother, but that changed in an instant so I planted a kiss on the back of her. Sea completely white with driving spray. Visibility greatly reduced.’ And her ass thumped against his belly and almost knocked the wind out of him, God knows what it knocked out of her. The muscles of her pussy grappled frantically with his penis and then faded into softness as she let herself fall onto his legs. He felt her breasts hit his knees, her stomach panting against his thighs. He gave her a while to get herself together, in the meantime exploring his own libido. Gently he eased his. (I was warned about accidentally poking myself in the eye.)This was costing a small fortune, mind you, but it was kind of fun, and if it led to more fun that evening, even better.The drive home was interesting. Other drivers really don't look at you behind the wheel, but I still felt like I was on display in the world's smallest Pride parade.With two hours before he came back from work, I still had work to do of my own. I struggled into the undergarments, including a black bra, a waist.