Then she felt him touch her ass again, kneading each of her generously rounded cheeks with both his hands. She pulled in a sharp gasp, shocked by his audacity but so excited she could barely breathe. The mother barely heard her own sighs as she held her position and let her son fondle her ass. It felt so good to be squeezed and groped again. Her p***y was sodden and quickly making a mess of the panties she had on beneath her tiny shorts.
"Ohhhh, Mom," Eric said softly.
Then she felt him press up against her out-thrust ass. The front of his pants was now in contact with her buns, and there was an enormous bulge grinding through his clothes against her body. It happened so quickly, and it felt so good, that Sherry never thought of the implications: this was her beloved son grinding his roc
