Not really. Mom would still be Mom and I'd still be her socially awkward nerdy Son, Henry Peterson Aged 18 and a bit. But now there was a knowing frisson of secrecy between us. Something that no one else must ever know about. Pseudo-incest of the first kind. The obvious question would be whether Mom would take us to the next level to try the second kind. The door slowly opened and Mom teen popped her head around. "Sun's up. Birds are singing. It's a beautiful Summer's day and it's a Saturday. You ready for your first session, sweetie?" Actually, I was ready to go the moment she said "Bright and early" last night. I lay there in bed under my duvet already sporting a decent erection which curved back against me like a large pink banana so that the head poked above the elastic of my pajama bottoms. The nervous anticipation to see if Mom kept her promise to "sort me out" was killing me down below. All night my cock had been up and down Sucking Cock like a fucking yo-yo at the thought of her taking me in hand so blowjob to speak to wank me off and get me to cum. I Fucking guess I was about to find out real soon as the blood rushed to my growing penis adding another inch or so to its length. "As I'll ever be," I said blushing as I looked at her. As it was the weekend, Mom had gone casual and was wearing a bright yellow vee necked sweater, a denim blue skirt that reached to her knees with bare legs and a pair of white sneakers. Her hair was pinned back giving her amateur a go-go girl look from the early seventies. She looked absolutely amazing to me now that I was seeing her in a new light. Which kind of freaked me the fuck out thinking about it. My Mom was one hot babe. Unbelievable. "Scoot forward, sweetie," she urged as she got down to her knees at the bottom of my single bed, "Throw the duvet off and we can make a start," she said brightly holding up the plastic beaker. Holy shitballs. She was really going to do it. The bustling soundtrack of the forest was muted Sucking Cock to a tense silence, with only the whistling wind through rustling leaves to break it. I carried the single folding chair that I had brought and the girls divided up the rest. Thank you!” I cried, lost in the torrent of my pleasure, my pain and humiliation. After turning on the water in the walk in shower, and while waiting for it to warm up, she turned to me. "So, you didn't say. Now that you know the Fucking basics, let’s skip to the part where I explore several sexual fetishes and urges of mine. He'd get a sort of urgency down there that both aroused and frustrated him. With that said, Uncle Fred pulls his dick out of little Ella's mouth and then walks up to Margie. He looked amateur up at her, unsure but she tossed him something else, a little blue sachet. I look around at the action. Siona joined her teen sister, kissing on my dick, sucking hard on it. Amit then leisurely started to kiss her lower naval blowjob area. It's delicious.” I loved my powers. They learned to ‘scissor’ and discovered that their favorite position was ’sixty-nine’. Something a little lower cut.