Stealing another glance at her mother, seeing that her face was still flushed, that she was a little red around the mouth, as though she had been necking heavily, Sharon wondered if her mother had been in bed with her man, but she pushed the thought away. They talked of school and other things, but it wasn't what either of them was really thinking about.

Adam came to visit at eight that same evening, and Sharon saw at once why her mother liked the man. She was pleased, too, that he didn't bring her any gift, was not trying to buy her affection or approval, and he didn't talk down to her as so many adults tended to do.

Her mother had greeted him at the door with a warm kiss, but after that, they chatted like friends, with no hand-holding or other displays of affection. They seemed to welcome Sharon in their conversation, and she stayed with them for about a half-hour, then excused herself and went to her room.

Mary and Adam found many things to talk about, and they were still talking long after midnight when Mary was sure her daughter was soundly asleep. She didn't want to take chances, though, so she took Adam to the basement room where the couch served them well as he made love to her with his hands and mouth for a long time before he was ready to fuck her.

"I'd love another fuck, Adam," she whispered as he stroked her cunt gently, "but tell me the truth. Would you like me to suck your cock? You've sucked my cunt so well and so often."

"If it's the truth you want – yes, I'd love that. I haven't had my cock sucked in so long. Are you sure you don't mind doing it?"

"Far from minding, dear, I'll enjoy it very much. Your cock felt so good in my cunt, now I want to feel it in my mouth. I want to feel your cream shooting in my mouth. Lie back, darling, and I'll suck you off."