I nodded, but then she surprised me by sliding out of her seat and crawling under the table. I felt her hands on my knees, and then they slid up the insides of my thighs, pushing my legs apart. I gulped and spread my legs for her. It sent a chill down my spine when I heard her moan hungrily as she pulled my d**k out of the leg of my shorts. I started to lean back in my seat so I could look down at her face, but she dug her nails into my right thigh.
"Ah-ah-ah!" she chided. "Eat your dinner, young man. Mmm. You're going to need all your energy tonight. Mmmh!"
I couldn't hold back the little gasp that escaped when I felt her hot, wet mouth taking me in. There was something perversely arousing about not being able to see her. I knew it was my mother, and that should have been perverse enoug
