I traced around her breasts feeling the swell of them and brushing over her nipples that were as hard as rocks. I thrust into her again, again drawing a quiet moan form my mother. Porn I started to think about my mother for the first time in earnest as an object of sexual desire. This evening the temperatures outside had dropped well below freezing but as this was one of the few times this happened where we lived my mother refused to turn the heating on. I quietly and gently nuzzled into her neck as I gently and nervously pulled myself ever so slightly out of her, then I thrust slowly back in, loving the feel of her wet vagina drawing me into her. I mowed lawns on the weekends or washed cars, earning a decent amount of money actually, but it just wasn’t enough to cover the household bills, so my mother had put our house on the market. My mother had woken up and yelled at me that time. I quickly clambered under the covers and my mother joined me soon after.
