“You can touch them” she said, and took my hands seeing I was unable to move them, placing them onto her breasts. Alice wanted… She winced, but couldn’t spit any because it was mine… “No I can’t” I insisted, looking away. “You can touch them” she said, and took my hands seeing I was unable to move them, placing them onto her breasts. “Mom, uh…” I said, feeling uncomfortable as I felt my zipper opening. “It’s OK, darling, if you’re sure. Without any warning my legs jumped and the lovely feeling of a release overcame me. “I have to undress you, understand” she said nicely, and I didn’t complain anymore. “M-mom? “M-mom? Mom’s head started bobbing again, though not going as far down as before, since she was now receiving my sperm to swallow. “Well, u-uh. “Beautiful” I blurted, wondering if it was a proper thing to say. “Beautiful” I blurted, wondering if it was a proper thing to say. Her eyelids fluttered and she sighed deep: “Ooohh…” It was strange seeing your own mother have an orgasm, and of course even stranger when you could feel it too. She winced, but couldn’t spit any because it was mine… “A-aah, uuh” I moaned, terrified of this turn of events. “Soft?” she asked “Feel nice?”
“U-uh-huh” I agreed sheepishly, looking at my semi-nude mother
