You should expect the best, otherwise you’ll never meet up with it.”
“I know, I know,” I grinned. Hot xxx 18 Mom’s hands soon had the firm mountainous terrain of my back reduced to a lowlands, a vast flat of quivering mud. I was too gone to reply. However faded, the charcoal greys and pinks of the print made my eyes so happy. “My god,” Mom whispered, “what was that”
I hadn’t recovered my breath, much less my senses, to answer verbally. I busied myself by fetching the spare blanket from the top shelf in the closet. She was my Mom. And a turgid stirring in my pants. “Okay, then,” Mom replied. “I’ll just do you, if you’d like. Fantasy and reality had actually overlapped in my lifetime!




















