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MY MOM LOVED TO CHECK OUT MY BOYFRIENDS

... grin on her face, she added, “... and he’s packing, too.”

Hugh blushed at the overly familiar touching, and blurted out, “Nice to meet you, Emma.”

I giggled at his dilemma. I noticed his gaze kept darting between my mother’s face and her swaying boobs beneath her loose tank top, where her stiff nipples were making obvious bumps in the thin cotton material. I glanced at his crotch and saw that his prick was beginning to respond to her little cock squeezes and braless tits. I could clearly see the outline of his stiffening shaft starting to create a bit of a tent in his shorts. My mother obviously noticed it, too, and she chuckled as she shut the front door behind us and led us into the house.

After the embarrassment of initial introductions, we decided to slip into bathing suits and spend the afternoon in the pool. My mother and I both put on skimpy, two-piece bikinis, which barely covered anything at all, and definitely did nothing to keep our heavy breasts from jiggling and bouncing freely as we pranced around the pool area.

My mother mostly laid on her chaise lounge on the patio, but I could see her checking out Hugh’s crotch every time he got out of the pool, since his wet trunks clung tightly to his butt cheeks and showed a clear outline of his impressive penis beneath his swim suit.

Around mid-afternoon I dried myself off and said I had to run to the store to get stuff for the weekend.

Hugh said he’d go with me, but my mother said, “No, hon.... ...

... you stay hear so I can get to know you better.”

I grinned to myself as I threw on a pair of shorts and a crop top, and headed out the door to my car, while Hugh laid on a chaise lounge next to my mother’s.... drinking a beer, while she sipped on her glass of wine.

I didn’t really go to the store... instead, I snuck back into the house, and hid behind the curtains in the living room by the patio door.... watching to see what my mother would do once I was gone.

Once I’d left the patio, my mother sat up and leaned over toward Hugh... her heavy tits swaying back and forth in her skimpy bikini top.... as she rubbed his thigh and asked him how he met me.

As Hugh began telling the story of how we met in college, my mother shifted her hand from his thigh to the outline of his prick.... gently rubbing it through his bathing suit.

Hugh was surprised, and stopped his story in mid-sentence.... his mouth hanging open in disbelief.

My mother didn’t miss a beat. She said, “Amalia has always brought her boyfriends home for me to check out.... ever since she began dating in high school.... how about if I take a look?”

As she talked, she pushed one leg of Hugh’s swim trunks up so she could see most of his cock... her eyes totally locked onto his thick shaft and mushroom-shaped head. She reached over with one hand and held the base of his prick so that it was pointing straight up in the air, then began sliding her other hand up and down the entire length of his growing ...