By the time she turned around, Daniel was already walking through the kitchen doorway. If it weren't for the aching wetness between her legs, Tracy wouldn't be sure such an unbelievable thing even happened.
Hearing the sound of the shower turning on in the bathroom upstairs, Tracy went up quietly on still trembling legs. She went into Daniel's room and found the loose, drawstring pants and briefs he'd been wearing. Picking them up, she confirmed her worst fear. Both layers of clothing were soaked with c*m. And the size of the wet spot was huge. She couldn't imagine how much spunk her boy must have squirted to soak both garments that much. She set them back down and tried to arrange them just as she found them, then snuck back out of the room.
Tracy didn't know how to face her son after w
