Walking to the head of the bed, she undid the red sash around her waist and wrapped my wrists together. She bent over draping her hair on my face then...moved to the foot of the bed while her hair caressed my whole body. I groaned as her hair moved over my erection. She stood at the foot of the bed smiling at my reaction. Her hands cupped the swell of her breasts. "Do you like staring at my tits?" she asked. Her hands massaged her chest. "Did they get you hard under that angel costume?" "Yes," I. She knew he had snooped through her drawer and seen it next to her smutty romance novels, so she was pretty sure he knew what she did with it… and for some reason the thought that her son might know she had just masturbated had an affect on her that she never expected.Even though she had just cum Jenni felt her arousal soaring again, but she quickly suppressed her rekindled urges and put on some comfortable sweats. When she got back downstairs she heard Bobby on the phone ordering the pizza,. “Why, Shiva, “she asked taking my already erect and hard cock in her hands.“Because, if you were my mother, I would have married you”“You, silly, you can’t marry me if I were your mother, but you can have me, sonShe asked, “Do you like me so much that you want to marry me, son?”Padma was 44 yr old, tall, very fair, with oily smooth unblemished skin, beautiful oval face, high cheekbones, full lips, her beautiful big 42DD breasts still firm, conical, extending out of her small frame, narrow waist. One of them acted as a look-out whilethe other three transported mom's body from the house to the trunk of theirwaiting car in about twenty seconds. They may have been nerds, but these k**ssure knew what they were doing. I felt confident that my mom was in good hands.Had I realized some of the things they were going to do to her, I wouldn't havehad such a warm and fuzzy feeling. Mom doesn't remember a lot of the details of what happened to her duringthe nearly thirty hours they did their level.