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His mother was pottering about in the kitchen. And he wanked, slowly carefully, his mind imagining. It didn’t take long, only a dozen strokes and he was almost there. She turned her back on him, he could see her moving her hand. She went out. Father’s cupboards could wait. He shut the door and moved his pillows to get her stolen knickers. He looked towards her and she nodded. Not quite an ice maiden but truly not an earth mother. She knew her son was a pervert. Jack could clearly see the outlines against her skirt. Hesitated then dropped his trousers. If he looked closely at his thoughts, he generally imagined himself in bed with his mother. Jack could see her bra, the garter belt and his underpants as worn by his mother.