I slept like a baby that night. I hope a little less is to your liking. I think that was the whole purpose. In fact my mother was gorgeous and had used her good looks to climb the corporate ladder to a very well paying management position. Mom read Tiffany’s report and I verified it. After a couple of orgasms she said that she was wet enough and then climbed up above my hips and lowered herself down onto my cock. I could not believe the requirements. She said that I would be compensated accordingly. Mom just smiled and walked me into the bathroom, she lowered my pants and my underwear to my ankles, and then she aimed my cock at the toilet bowl. It started to grow, I got embarrassed, and Mom just giggled. She even tried to let me tittie-fuck her but her tits were not big enough yet. The next day Mom told me that I was a chronic masturbater and that she was going to take care of my problem.
