I sat there surprised at the way she was talking and kept my mind from following up with any visuals of sex toys or what mom's crack about a blow job would conjure up. The latter was a losing battle as my eyes focused on her full sensual lips, the ones Tim had referred to as blow job lips.

"Sorry mom." I spoke to get my mind off of her mouth. "Well, you guys are still going out tomorrow night, right?"

"Yeah, dinner during which he'll be glued to his phone then back here so he can go to bed by nine. Anyway, seeing I'm a lost cause, let's help...