When he woke his mother was under the sheet sucking his c**k. She was doing it gently, almost as if it were a pacifier. The sun was casting enough light in the room to see. He raised the sheet and looked at her.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. It was hard so I thought I would take care of it for you."
He smiled. "Don't let me interrupt you. Any idea what time it is?"
"Somewhere between six and seven. I've been down here for a long time."
"Enjoying yourself?"
"Very much. I think I could do this all day," she admitted.
"You might get the worst case of chapped lips in history."
"That would embarrassing to explain to my doctor."
"Probably so."
"Am I still going to get my breakfast?" she asked.
"If you can get it up again. I'm not Superman."
She began sucking in earnest and in a f
