She and Mom seemed to be pretty good friends and I was getting a little nervous, the longer they visited. Mom rolled her eyes as her friend snuggled against me and her hand disappeared under the table to tweak the head of my dick.

"Such a handsome boy, Martha," she told my mother.

"You're evil," Mom told her, grinning broadly.

"I wonder if he's as good of a kisser as you," the woman said.

I felt my eyes grow wide.

"She's fucking with you," Mom assured me, shaking her head.

"I tried to get you into my bed," Marianna told her.

My eyes shot to Mom's.

Mom laughed and said,...