I walked into the kitchen and hugged my mother saying I was sorry for last night, and why was Gene sleeping on our couch. I wanted to hit her but I would not stoop so low, I raised my arm as if to slap her but I controlled my anger and headed for the door. XXX She wandered over to me and stuck her hand down my boxers and grabbed my dick which was already hard. “Ashley dinner is ready,” I said in a clear voice. As she gathered her clothes to leave the room I gave her ass a hard squeeze which then was greeted with a cheeky smile and a wink. Ashley then entered the living-room with a piece of burnt toast which looked absolute awful but then again Ashley was never no gourmet chef, “What’s wrong Ashley, Max not willing to sleep with
