The Family Cox/Alex Cox/Finished, go back to school/Mention Casey/Grab your mom's ass/Have a normal dinner
This might be moving too fast, you lost your cherry today, 'What ever that was,' and then had your face in Mom's bum. Your mother reluctantly agrees, and you quickly help set the table. Supper begins normal enough, Mom across from you and Casey to your left, until you feel Casey's hand slide in to your pants. Mommy asks how your day was, Casey tells her about how she escorted you to 'Ms. Cumming's room.' Right when you are about to tell Mommy about what you did with Ms. Wood after class, you let out a moan. It couldn't be helped, Casey's hand is so soft and loving.
"What is going on Sweetie?"
"C...Casey..." you manage to squeeze out as the pleasure strengthens.
"I've just been stroking his little boy cock, I've been wanting it so badly. I can't let you have all the fun, Ms. Cummings."
"Hmmm, I suppose that is only fair, but please, call me Jess when we aren't at work."
You are getting close to releasing your stuff. Casey takes her plate and moves it under the table, "No offense...Jess, but your cooking is missing something..." There it is, the pleasure washes over you as your penis convulses in Casey's palm. You relax into your chair and Casey put her plate back up. "Wow, Jess, you weren't kidding when you said he was producing already." Looking over to your left, you can see your white stuff covering everything on her plate. Casey takes a bite, "Mmm, just what it needed, some freshly squeezed cock sauce."
Mom leans over the table, "Mind if I try some?" Casey offers to share the plate, they moan with every bite. Your mom briefly stops, a quizzical look on her face.
"Anything wrong?" Casey asks.
"No...just a thought." She returns to the plate of cum drenched food. "I'm going to have to cook with my little boy more often."
"Do girls really like my sauce that much?"
"Not all girls, but filthy whores like me and your mom can't get enough of the stuff."
"Can I try it?"
Mommy turns to you, "If you'd like."
You grab a bite from Casey's plate, sniff it and eat it up.
"Doesn't taste like anything special to me." They both giggle at the remark.
"So, Honey, what do you want to do after dinner?"