The next night, the eve of Daren’s eighteenth birthday, the noises penetrating the thin wall were as loud as ever. “Mum, there’s this girl I met. “Mum, mum, I’m coming!” He tried to warn his mother but before he managed to complete the sentence, his sperm began to pump into his mother’s mouth in copious squirts. Here she was, planning to sleep with her son, under her roof without any sign of embarrassment at all. It was hard to pin it down, but she was somehow too confident. “Oh, you mean…” Again, words failed her. “How about we watch a TV movie? She knew several parents who had given in and allowed their teenage sons and daughters to share their bedrooms with sweethearts. Where Amelia had been demanding and aggressive, Karen was loving and gentle. At 10.30, Darren took Amelia’s hand and after kissing his mother on the cheek, led his girlfriend upstairs. The sensation for Darren was intense as his mother slid her mouth down his shaft. We have plenty of room. No, she was just too self-assured for Karen to feel comfortable. “And then we can blow out the candles on your cake.”
In the evening, they checked out the latest offerings on Netflix.
