But this was a one-story building and the only upstairs was a roof that there was no outside access to. He just chalked it up to being tired and windy...weather outside as he tried to focus again on his work.The sound caught his ear again, only this time it wasn't overhead — instead coming from a back room. There shouldn't be anyone but him in the building, so curiosity got the better of him and he decided to investigate. Just in case though, he took the souvenir baseball bat he kept in the. "So, you were secretly gay and didn't tell me," whined my Mum later aswe sat with a hot cuppa each. "You know I wouldn't have minded andneither would your Dad." I know Mummy but I couldn't open up to you," I said, "it was just mebeing nervous." I still love you sweetheart and I always will, I'm your Mother andyou're my child however you dress and whoever you love." Cue freshtears and another round of hugs and this time Dylan got a hug from myMum too. "Thank you for rescuing... her and for. When she unbuckles the belt and undoes the buttons, she pulls down his pants. With reluctance, she grabs his boxers and pulls them down his legs.Her son's cock springs out, already semi-hard. She looks at it almost admiringly as she is shocked by what she sees.'My God... How can he be this hard for me already, and how does he have this kind of length!? His father is nowhere close to this!'It is considerably big for a sixteen-year-old.Matthew watches as his mother just stares at his hardening. Again she stared into my eyes as she arched her back and pushed against my chest, and then dropped down onto me. She squinted as she enveloped me, I had her by the hips and was pulling her down as my body begged to be deeper. She rocked her hips and I followed as I pushed into her. I traced her leg with my hand and ran it up her side. Her breast tickled itself against my chest, and though I wanted to cup it and feel her nipple between my fingers I enjoyed more the feeling of her heaving chest.