Holly could sense something stirring inside the crotch of her son's shorts, right up against her body. She realized he was getting hard and felt her heartrate practically double. This was already new territory for the voluptuous mom since her father had never flirted that openly with her, although she did feel him start to get a hard on sometimes when they hugged. She was now dying to grind on her son's growing c**k, but she was briefly frozen with self-doubt and he was backing off before she knew it. Quinn's face was red as a beet as he pushed away, embarrassed by his erection. Her breath stopped for a few seconds when she spotted the size of the bulge in his shorts. She didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed by his pulling away.
"Geeze, Mom, we're both all sweaty and gross,"
