I also looked forward to the morning and what it would bring. I carried on down until I felt the hairs of her mound reaching out to welcome my hands presence. But my Mother was adamant that I sleep with her. I ran my fingers gently through them until I felt the flesh change, and then my mothers body jumped in my arms slightly as my fingers gently ran over her clit. But my Mother was adamant that I sleep with her. I tired to help out where I could always silently cursing my father, who could more than afford to keep us in the, well no I won’t call it luxury but comfort is a good enough description. Now however I knew why, then it wasn’t quite so understandable. I slowly reached my left arm over my mother and cuddled her close to me, moving my penis a little between her rear. As luck would have it my mother also moved a little, this had the combined effect, though I didn’t really know it of placing my penis very close to the entrance of her vagina, then as my hand holding her accidentally brushed against her breasts her body moved again and I suddenly felt a lovely wet warmth surround my dick.
