I kept watching his face for some sign that I was doing it right. He just showed me that same shit-eating grin, “That’s a good girl. Feel it, sque...ze it, and move your hand up and down on it.”It surprised me when his dick started getting bigger and harder in my hand. I actually kind of liked the way it felt, but I was still really scared. When it was totally hard, he put his hand back on mine and forced me to grip it tighter, and then he started moving my hand up and down on it. When he removed. ” Then, she looked at the clock beside my bed, and said, “I’ve got to get ready for work.” As she climbed over me to reach for her pyjama pants on the floor next to my bed, I remembered that under the sheets, she was naked from the waist down. That didn’t help my morning erection one bit, especially when I felt her pubic hair tickling my belly, as she climbed over me to reach down on the floor. Then, as she jiggled and stretched to reach her pants, my hard cock brushed against her right. I briefly imagined Sierra doing it to me.The entire scene was incredibly erotic and I also noticed how my mother's average sized tits, with their large nipples and areola swayed as her arms moved. On several occasions when she reached up to brush back her long hair her breast seemed to lift toward me almost as if inviting me to reach out for them, to touch them in a way that I had never done before. At one point my mother adjusted her sitting position and as she did I got a clear view of her. Once again we succeed in spending an event together without any quarrel.On Boxing Day evening, Chris went out with her girl gang from work to celebrate something and the day after Monica rang me for a quick meeting after work. She had interesting news for me; Chris had told the girl gang that she had met a nice divorced man who had began courting her, but she had resisted his attempts so far and they had agreed to see each other as friends until her divorce was final, but if I ignored her on.