She gently washes his chest and even takes time to wash his cock just to make sure when the time is right that everything is ready.Harold for his part...wanted to make sure that he pleased Jeanne as much as she was pleasing him. He stood behind her in the shower, gently and firmly he massaged her shoulders. Her skin was soft, flawless perfect to the human eye and gentle to the touch. He moved his hands up and down her body gently touching and washing every part of her body. She turns around to. . I am almost 20” My hand dropped to take my mother’s hand in mine and slowly guided it back to stroking my throbbing cock. I knew it was risky but my heart was thumping with excitement and the thought that my sister would catch us seemed to have it racing even more. It might be fun trying to see what mum would say to explain her semi exposed stroking my cock.To my surprise, mum did not withdraw her hand but started to slide it very slowly up and down my throbbing member, her head still turned. ‘Shit, Zach, your willie is pointing.’ She smiled. ‘Yeah,’ I said. ‘Just like your tits.’ The best defence is an attack or some such. She quickly covered her breasts with both hands. ‘Don’t mention my breasts, they’re horrible. My nipples are as thick as my thumbs and sticking out like ripe spots on Martin’s face.’ Martin was Mum’s new boyfriend, another of her uni students, just a couple of years older than us. ‘And my tits look like those things they’re shooting from those jetplanes.’. This incident was actually a true event which was happened with my mother four years back when I was in my first year of my college. I am the only son of my parents and my father has an offshore business so he is usually very engaged in his work and give a very little time towards the family.I came to know about this event after my placements when I planned to surprise my parents by visiting my home without telling them. I caught my mother red handed and then after under emotional disturbance.