Last night was so exciting, that I’m going to wait for mom, so I can do it again. She sat there, with that soft, gentle smile and let me finish. She actually called what I did to her, an expression of love. When I thanked her though, I told her, thank you for letting me c** on you mom. Hearing her say, you’re welcome is the only reason I have for doing it again. Well, here she comes, I’ll come back and tell you if she lets me do it again. I know one thing, I’m going to stand right in front of her and c** whether she gives me permission to, or not.