"Oh GOD that's it . . ." She was really getting me worked up again, and I couldn't help but show her how much through my forceful plunges.
"Next time imagine you walk in on her with just a t-shirt on, your bare c**k head hanging out the bottom. She'll see it, but won't mention anything, thinking you might take it away if she does. She gets an immediate thrill seeing her son's bare p***s in the bathroom. You turn to . . . mmmm, ask her a question, and it's right there, dangling in front of her. She tries hard not to look, but your smooth c**k skin is magnetic and keeps calling her eyes down to it. She . . . stutters a response, but can't seem to talk with her son's bare c**k sucking the moisture from her mouth, so she asks you to hand her a towel."
The mixture of pleasure and seduction on
