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“Why are you laughing?”
“Oh, nothing really Mum. Here she was, planning to sleep with her son, under her roof without any sign of embarrassment at all. Vxxx I can make the bed up in the spare room…” Then Karen’s voice trailed off as she saw the look on her son’s face. The feeling of Karen’s attentive mouth around his penis filled his world at this moment in time. She propped herself up in bed, put on her reading glasses and started to read her current bedtime book. “Happy Birthday Son.” They clinked glasses and sipped the first of several glasses of wine.”
Karen lit the candles on the cake and carried it through to the lounge, singing Happy Birthday.