But as he carressed my hair, his other hand moved between my legs. He pulled my panties to the side and massaged my clit with his middle finger. I squ...rmed and let out a low moan. Causing Josh to look at what we were doing and a smile spread across his face. "Oh Michael! Noo..." I moaned and whimpered. He began to kiss me and our tongues wrestled together. Not a normal mother and son kiss. He skillfully slid his pants off and pulled an 8 inch cock out of his pants. As I leaned against the arm. That sort of thing happens all the time. To be perfectly honest, he had a young, nice-looking dick.After a couple more minutes, his breathing got deeper and more regular. I noticed that I could no longer see his balls hanging above the table. Goose bumps appeared all over his butt and down the back of his thighs. I expected Dammy to tell me at any moment that the fluid was arriving. I failed to realize it at the time, but his balls had drawn up close to his body and were at that very moment. It was just a reaction. I knocked him down and he was a guy a few years older than me and about my size. So he went down awkward and hard. I couldn't help but laugh at how it looked. When he said he was ok I laughed harder. He looked at me weird and then started laughing. I finally asked him what he needed. He said he was bored and saw me out here and was just being curious. I showed him the projects and explained my plans. He loved what I was planning and asked if he could pay me to do. She was almost in a daze as she looked up into her son's eyes. As they stared at each other, John took his mother's hand with the washcloth and moved it down to his cock. Peggy seem completely lost as she washed her own son's cock and balls. Her hands were trembling and the cloth slipped out of her grasp. Now her bare hand took hold of John's cock and stroked it for him. Almost as if it had a mind of its own.Peggy was amazed at how hard her son's cock was, it wasn't a boy's cock, it was a.