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Her breasts hung down in gravitational splendor. “What condition is your cock in?”
“What?” I asked, confusion mixing with irritation. After putting her plate in front of her, I impulsively gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Despite all of the grief I’ve given you, you’re really smart.”
My mom smiled appreciatively at that. I carried my chair to her side of the table, my cock waving back and forth like a willow tree in a windstorm. I always thought they were unlady like. “I feel like we’re in an endless loop. My mother arched her eyebrows at me. “….fourteen, fifteen,” I uttered. I moved my hand away and felt her relax, and I rubbed my other hand through her hair. “No. “No.” She gathered her thoughts briefly.
