Mom was drilling her tongue into the ‘spot’ and suddenly her mouth was full of cum. She kept up the hand job and accepted my load and swallowed as she needed to. I just kept on cumming long powerful streams of hot gooey jizz. I thought I’d never stop and then she pulled her lips off my glans and aimed my cock down at her tits. The last couple shots filled up her cleavage and I could see it drooling out between her tits and down to her navel. She wiped my cock on her left nipple and then her right. She grinned up at me and said, “Thank you Dex. I got so hot sucking your cock under the bar. The girls never caught-on did they?” I just shook my head as it was my turn to suck air into my lungs.
Mom put the heels of her palms on each of her side-boobs and pushed her tits together and cum squished out. She smiled up at me and said, “Mmmm. Protein. It’s good for the skin.” I grinned down at her. She leaned forward again and sucked my gooey cock in and pushed herself down the shaft as far as she could. She was getting closer to pushing it into her throat and she gagged as she tried. She tried again with the same results and then she pulled up lashing her tongue around the shaft to clean me off.
Mom ran her tongue around her lips and stood up. She grabbed her sexy bikini top and said, “Help me get into this while I hold your cum between my tits. I just shook my head at her brazenness. I did as she asked.
When she was into her bikini top, she maneuvered her tits around while she checked her image in the mirror. When she was satisfied, she used a facecloth to wipe off any cum that was visible. She turned to me and said, “Well, what do you think?” I just grinned at her as I checked out her cleavage. She pushed her tits together and smiled as she said, “I can feel it squishing around.” She inhaled deeply and said, “The odor is getting me hot again.”
Dad’s presence invaded my brain again and I suggested that she shouldn’t do this, “Dad can smell too you know.” She just grinned at me and steadied herself against me while she pulled her bikini bottom on. She adjusted the patch barely covering her pubic hair.
She inhaled again and ‘mmmm’d’ and said, “I’ll see you poolside.” She cupped my balls in my shorts and turned and left. I had come in the bathroom to piss and had never got to it. I relieved myself and then changed into my bathing suit.
When I turned around to leave, Dad was standing in the doorway. My heart stopped. He said, “Did everything go okay at the twin’s party?” I nodded. He smiled and continued, “That’s good. Um, did anything unusual happen?” I must have had a confused look on my face because he said, “With your mother. Did she do anything unusual. I worry about her.”
I knew he was drilling me for information about Mom’s sleepwalking and I responded, “No. Nothing unusual. Mom is Mom.” I smiled. He did too.
Dad got more specific and said, “You haven’t seen her up wandering the house in the dark at night?”
I said, “No Dad. Does she do that?”
Dad continued, “She was a sleepwalker as a child and they say it can carry into adulthood. I just worry about her doing that.” Well, what do you know? Mom was a child sleepwalker. That explained a lot. Dad was on a roll as he continued, “The twins were both sleepwalkers too when they were very young. As far as I know, they don’t do that anymore. They never knew and I’ve never said anything about it to them or you or even your mother. Don’t tell them, okay?” I nodded and he turned to leave and then stopped and turned back to me and said, “If you see your mother sleepwalking at night, come wake me up so I can get her back to bed safe.”