"Damn, I can barely believe that whole thing was inside me," she murmured, reaching out to give the tip a soft squeeze. Her eyes looked up at mine again. "You're still completely hard," she breathed, "Were you close?"
I had to think about it for a moment, and I looked away from her face while I did. Then I nodded and looked back down at her. "Yes ma'am," I growled. "I'm still pretty close."
She looked at my d**k again, and bit her lip. She looked nervous, and that threw me for a loop. When she looked up at my face again and licked her lips nervously, she blushed. My eyes widened and met hers, and that only made her blush further as she bit her lip again. My c**k throbbed when the thought worked its way through my brain.
Mom can't bring herself to ask for it, but she wants me to f**k her
