The argument became little serious as she got up and went away and sat on another seat which was far from where I was sitting. She bent her arms and p...aced her elbow on the table and rested her head down onto her palms. I was worried, thinking that she was crying, so I got up and sat next to her and tapped her. She didn’t response back. So to know if she was crying or not I placed my hand on the table and slid it slowly towards her in a way that my hand went in between her arms and was blow her. Wearing a T-shirt and some cut off jeans, I took a cup of coffee out to my patio. Glenda must have been watching for me as she came over quickly with her cup of coffee and a couple of muffins. She gave me a muffin and sat in one of my chairs."Here Steve, I made some raisin muffins this morning. They're perfect with coffee." Thanks Glenda, I can't get enough food in me this morning. Might have had too much beer last night. Hope I didn't wake you guys." You didn't. We were lying in bed watching. Panting, he realized that it was not the outside temperature that had risen, but his own. His flesh crawled with bumps from the cool, early morning air, but the room still seemed hot and heavy, stifling his breathing and holding him down. Seth stumbled over to the window to draw the bolt and push open the shutters, taking great gulps of air as the fresh breeze gently lifted the sweat soaked hair from his neck. Outside, under the full moon, crickets sang within the silvery ocean of dew laden. Although I love being with girls and having sex with them, until now, the thought of being sexually aroused by my half-naked mother seemed impossible."Are you enjoying your bath, honey?" She asked."I sure am. It's really relaxing." You sure do look relaxed, sweety."We smiled at eachother and kept eye contact. It was then that I noticed her eyes momentarily dropping to my now exposed breasts. I didn't break my line of sight with her. I knew my breasts were showing and I felt aroused by my mother.
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