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This time though she began to slowly move her hips back and forth on my lap. "You don't have to work Mom, I've got enough money to support us." "But I like working honey, it gives me something to do. "What is it Mom, just tell me now," I quickly replied, concerned. I tried to take my mind off it by checking the job offers I'd received in previous days. It was an accountancy firm I'd had a lot of dealings with in the past and was quite well acquainted with the owners.
At this rate breakfast could have gone on all day (and I would've been happy with that) but Mom had to get to work and I needed to cum. Which reminds me, there's also something else I have to do." Her expression changed and a noticeably troubled look came upon her face. When I get home, we need to talk." When you're in a relationship with someone, the four words you least like to hear are surely, "we need to talk." My mind began racing with thoughts as to what she meant. I made a call and next thing I was being offered sweeteners just to be interviewed by them.
" When finally it came to her wearing a black fishnet body-stocking and I noticed how slick her upper thighs had become with her wetness, I knew she had to release as well.
Jets of fluid splashed from between her fapping fingers and soaked the sheets between us.
The moment sent me over the edge and holding my breath to intensify the orgasm I came as well, shooting copious hot cum across my stomach and chest.
Note to readers: Please read Chapter 1, it will hopefully allow much of this to make sense. I'd sat on the bed and complimented her, directed her in poses and chose which items to model next.
Thanks for all the kind words and support and I hope you enjoy. I brought my mother's underwear to my face and inhaled. I had front row tickets to my own personal runway fashion show, with (in my opinion) the world's hottest model right there in my mother's bedroom.
The horrible thought that she was in fact putting an end to us, made me momentarily nauseous. Go ahead, I'm listening." "Well it's about when all this started." I knew what she meant by "this", meaning the incest. "Wait Daniel, let me finish." She paused then continued.
"Daniel don't, we need to talk about something." She looked more concerned than this morning. I just want to be totally honest with you and have no secrets. "As I held them I realized what they were doing there, what you were doing with them and the thought excited me.
I sat down at the table and my mother came over with a plate of toast, spread with a variety of toppings.
Instead of taking another chair, she stepped over my lap facing me. " She picked up a slice of toast and made to lift it to my awaiting mouth then stopped.
We fucked as we ate and I eventually came inside her just as we finished the plate. I was watering the garden when she emerged, dressed in her familiar uniform which I'd become quite attached to. Walter Fisk was the Ceo and Amanda and I had met him at many gatherings, both formal and otherwise.