As I got up from my bed and approched the door, I felt my cock sporting a nice tent in my basketball shorts I wear to sleep. Looking at me again, she put her hand under my chin and said, How would you like to. XXX … Every now and then brushing my hands against them to feel her hard nipples under my palms. Spreading the fingers of my right hand, I cupped my mothers left breast into my hand and squeezed a little. Soon enough my usual thin blanket wasn’t going to cut it and
I was forced to get up and find something more suitable for the cold or freeze the whole night. Please leave any feed back you feel is nessesary as well as if you’d like me
to continue writing on this story, What you’d like to see happen or what I can do to make
your read more enjoyable.
