Just when she thought she could feel her son's c**k beginning to swell, Eric pulled away from the hug and turned around too quickly for her to see if his bulge was indeed growing bigger.
"I gotta grab a shower," he said, walking quickly down the short hall to his bathroom. "Then we can talk about what to do today."
The door closed and a moment later Sherry heard the water turn on. She was breathless and relieved. She didn't know what she would've done if that hug had gone on any longer. She'd felt herself sliding down a slippery slope that would only end in disaster. What she needed right now was to bring her heartbeat down to a normal level and let that damp feeling in her p***y go away.
By the time Eric got into the bathroom his c**k was hard as a rock and tenting out the front of his
