"Is this what I think it is?" she asks and shifts her weight a little backward, onto his boner. His reaction tells it all. Sacara giggles.As nice as i... is to see her back to her usual playful self if she keeps grinding on his cock, she’ll probably lose her virginity right here and now."You should stop," he says and sits up himself. He tried to deny her access to his dick but it didn't really work. "At some point, I can't control myself," he adds.Sacara smiles, “Maybe that’s what I want.”“I. The only thing I could think of was how soft her braless breasts felt against me. She smelled so nice and it felt amazing to be held by a woman. I had to stop myself. What was I thinking? This is my mom. Stop perving on her. Man, I must be going nuts. Anyway, mom brought me into her place, pointed out the couch and the bathroom and the dinner she had prepared at her small dining table. My mom could cook. The roast and potatoes where amazing. It was so nice to have a conversation. She probably already woke up before me and started to prepare breakfast or went to the gym, as she spent a few hours there almost every day for the past few weeks.I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and started to get up slowly, which worsened my headache and sent some flashes of pain through the back of my head as I sat down at the edge of the bed. I was wondering where the sports commentary was coming from and from time to time, I could hear a deep voice speaking in a commanding tone, but I did. Crest's voice over and over, Drew opened his eyes. Listening for a moment, he heard moans, real moans, coming from the master bathroom. A very tiny part of him tried to resist, but the other part of him barrelled over it and he moved toward the bathroom door.Opening it slightly, the water from the shower became louder. Yet hidden amongst the sound of running water, Drew could make out tiny moans. The mirror in the bathroom reflected the shower and as he looked, Drew couldn't believe his.