She paused to kiss me on the cheek.
"From now on, I am yours whenever you want."
"In that case, would you mind sucking something of mine before we get started with the Christmas dinner?" I asked, grinning. "I am still under the effects of that cookie."
"My pleasure," Mom answered, giggling and giving me one last kiss on the cheek before she crawled down to take my still hard d**k in her mouth.
**
I woke the next morning with the sober version of a hangover. My throat was dry and my muscles ached in odd places, including my jaw. Still, a smile spread on my lips as I remembered the events of yesterday. Mom had helped me through the effects of the laced cookie like she promised but we hadn't stopped there, allowing me the opportunity to prove that I didn't really need it. She had comment
