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Control Ch. 2 Mom Steps In
Date: 3/23/2024, Categories: Incest Fantasy, Author: CrystalsVoyur
... good.” “I figured you would like that,” she said, pulling my pillow away with no resistance from me. “Just let me take care of this woodrow for you now.” “Woodrow?” “That’s what I call your dad’s,” she answered, pushing her palm down the length of my shaft, her fingers resting the size and weight of my testicles. She gently cupped each of them, rolling them around in her fingers. “These feel full.” “I’ve been hard all day,” I said, “It just won’t go away.” “Your dad never had this problem.” “Come on, Mom,” I warned, “This is uncomfortable enough without that kind of stuff.” With a laugh, she leaned over and kissed my cheek, “I’m sorry sweety. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable and I know you must be in pain with an all-day stiffy.” “It’s not that bad,” I told her. “I just don’t like jacking off.” “You don’t?” She asked surprised, “That’s new.” “What do you mean?” “Baby, I’ve had to wash so much cum out of my panties that I know you liked to jack off. Why not now?” “I don’t ...
... know,” I answered, embarrassment growing again as my mom slowly stroked my cock, her head on my shoulder watching my foreskin move with her strokes, “I’m trying to learn to make it last longer instead of just a quick wank.” “Well, your dad nev,” she began. “Fuck sake, Mom,” I warned again. “Sorry,” she said, kissing my cheek again, “I can help you with that if you want me too. First, you have to get used to being with a woman, or in your case, a girl when she is naked. So, do you have a girlfriend?” “Uhm,” I stuttered, thinking again of my sister and what happened yesterday, “I don’t know if I would call her a girlfriend.” “Is she pretty?” “Very.” “Do I know this girl?” She asked, her grip tightening slightly on my curved shaft, but her slow pace remained constant. “Yeah, but I don’t want to say her name.” “That’s okay, hon,” she said. “Have you been intimate with her?” “Intimate?” I repeated, my sixteen-year-old brain still not used to such formal vernacular, “Are you asking if...