A sigh escaped him as he grasped his cock at the base and started pushing up—I guess I am, he thought with a shuddering breath. His hand flew up and...down as he pleasured his hard member. Harry tried to stifle his moans, but some were creeping out. He worked up and down his dry prick for a minute before he turned to his nightstand and pumped two measurements of lotion onto his palm and got back to it. He worked on himself with his lubed-up hand quickly as thoughts of his best friend filled his. Which I did, happily and with all of my heart. The day after my 18th birthday, Roger asked me to be his wife. Despite my just having turned 18, I knew my answer and squealed out ‘Yes’ before throwing myself into his arms. Through my tears, I asked him why he hadn’t asked me the day before. His answer was that he didn’t want to ruin MY special day. Instead, he wanted US to have one of our own. Is it any wonder I knew he was a keeper? Oh yes, it isn’t lost on my more sensible side that my. Mom was there. Startled, and was turning around as she screamed. She was in her underwear, slipping on her top. Shit, I got lost in thought I headed to the wrong room. "Fuck, I... I... Sorry." I said, rushing to my room, and locking the door behind me.My mom was half naked in front of my eyes. That was the first time I thought of my mom that way. The hot, sexual way. In her bra, her breast didn't seem to sag, it's not even a push-up bra. It is a sweet 34CC that would bounce up and down. She is standing in front of her Almirah, possibly looking for something. She looked around, then told, no no Rajveer, close your zipper. I stopped for a while, placed my dick in pant and closed zipper. She is again doing something, I slowly came up to her, embraced her from behind, supped her both breasts, my face on her shoulder, whispered what are doing ?I am looking something.What’s that something?I don’t know, but I don’t want to cross limit.I said ok. Me licking her shoulder, squeezing.