I was so surprised I thought I had some sort of disease or something but it was not something I could discuss with my mom. She had tried to explain a ...ittle something about sex but failed miserably and it's just not a subject you can talk with your mom about. Anyhow the next day I experienced this very pleasurable thing again. More white sticky goo stuck to my bed sheets. I began to call this a rupture since I didn't really know what to call it. My mother though came to me one day and asked if. Often they would come in from a party drunk and playful. I would hear mom shushing dad as they noisily tip toed up the stairs. Then there would come the equally noisy fucking, the moans, groans and finally a scream from mom. Then silence! Once I had crept into the hall after their lovemaking stopped. I planned to peek into the bedroom. My mother’s body fascinated me. Sometime in the last few years, she had gone from mom to this voluptuous mature woman. She was the object of my masturbation. Louis for a replacement tire on a 747, then had to sit in Charlotte airport for an hour waiting for my luggage to show."Chrissy smiled. "I understand, I'm pretty whipped myself, and I need to go call Mike, check on Billy. Six hour drive to get here from Atlanta. You want to do breakfast in the morning?" Love to. How about 8:00 here in the hotel?"After agreeing on breakfast plans, Ed and Chris headed their separate ways. In his room, after taking a hot shower and calling his wife for a few. Well, who could resist a cry like that? certainly not me! so I kept my hands moving slowly over and around her magnificent breasts, feeling and seeing her nipples stiffen and swell, and loving every minute of it! I didn't even try to stop my own reaction any more, just enjoyed the feelings of desire and lust that flowed into my rampant cock, straining at my bathers!Then , of course, I moved on, to her neck and to her face, gently stroking and massaging her soft, soft skin, and when I'd finished.