"A lot of it."
"What sort of MILF porn?" I didn't say anything. "Mother and son?"
"No," I stated adamantly, before surrendering slightly, "Well, maybe once or twice. It's obviously fake but..."
Thankfully the conversation ceased as dessert arrived but I swear I wasn't imaging things when I felt a foot start to rub up and down my lower leg. I stared at my mother from across the table and she merely returned a look of complete innocence as she used a spoon in what I can describe as a seductive fashion. I swear, if this woman across from me wasn't my mother, I'd sweep this table clean and f**k her.
We finished our meal with a small coffee before Mum settled the bill and we wandered out into the night. I felt stuffed but a hand grabbed my own and we wandered through the city, Mum eventuall
