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A Gift From Mom

... fingers. Her right thumb and left thumb hooked into the waistband of the boxers, and the thumbs drew down. Billy exhaled and flattened his stomach, a light ripple rolled visibly down his abs and a tight ripple rolled inside Patty. The boxers and trousers worked lower, but they caught at Billy's bulge. A patch of black curly hair was plainly revealed where the boxers held. The trousers slipped on down to the floor, but the bulge was just too prominent. Patty could tell her eyes had widened and her brows had lifted. The boxers fixed on the protruding curl of him that pointed her way and hovered in the boxers. She gulped at what she would soon see. She could not help herself, and had to glance to his face again and see his eyes watching her closely. She absolutely couldn't believe she was doing this with Billy. His face didn't look surprised though. He was ready and he looked confident. Her gaze drifted back to his crotch, and her fists tightened onto the waistband. She didn't wait any longer. She slid the underwear along his hips firmly, and she gaped at the view. The waistband dropped readily at his hips, but the front struggled to clear the lump at his middle. It dragged down reluctantly, and a thick white column strained at the lowering boxers. It was almost released, when she had to bring her hands forward to enable the last inches to free. The engorged trunk bounced heavily as the boxers fell to the floor. Patty felt her mouth open, and they both heard her intake of ...

... breath at seeing him. She braced just backwards and stayed fixed on the sight of him. Billy's body stayed still, but his member flexed vigorously. A couple of veins lined the side of it, and it appeared to stretch towards her. His hands rose to her arms and he rubbed at her shoulders. When she had remained motionless a moment, he dropped a hand to her right hand. He gently took her hand and drew it to him. When it hit her he was leading her hand to his crotch, she resisted. Their hands stayed in place a second, but when he didn't let her hand go, her hand again moved with his when he pulled again. He simply took her hand in his palm, and with her own palm open and up, he lifted it to the underside of him. He closed his own hand to close hers onto the shaft of him, and she moaned and swayed when he did. His hand then dropped back to his side. Her hand stayed holding his cock. She stared at it. Patty was well aware he was seeing her ogle it, but she didn't care. She could not ever remember seeing such an erection. It filled her hand, and she was impressed how he felt so hard but yet so very smooth. It pulsed in her grip, and she stretched her fingers along him. Her hand held him firmly and glided like she was bringing him close. When her palm edged his crown, she pushed back towards him. This time it was he who moaned, and she instantly thought of how she needed to be careful. She had to remember somehow to pace him. There was only the one stroke of him and she stopped. She didn't ...