Right then mom's hand brushed across my rock hard cock. Mom's hand stayed on my cock, she then said that I must be thinking about the same thing she i.... Mom said that her pussy is so wet right now. Mom asked me if it was wrong for the two of us to have sex? I told her it was the best thing. I told mom we should be helping each other out. I am a man and she is a woman and we should have sex. I said that many cultures do this. Then I told her who would ever know? Mom started to play with my. At the mention of this it felt as if the blood in my veins has turned to ice water, and my heart, pounded loudly within my chest, as if it were some late night penitent, demanding entry to the church for absolution. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on my forehead, and the room felt hot, so unbearably hot. Adopting a seemingly nonchalant air to conceal my increasing unease, I consciously forced my voice to remain light when I asked: “And what did you see?” My eyes had taken on the colour and. Will came back later that afternoon and was looking for his jacket. He finally asked Annie where it was.“Annie, where is my jacket?”“It’s in the closet where you should’ve hung it lazy bones,” she said with a smirk.Will walked over to the closet and opened it. He reached in and Annie saw him run his hand into the pocket the had the gun in it. He pulled it back out and seemed satisfied it was still there. He closed the closet door and turned back towards her without saying anything.Annie had. " I told him. He hesitated for a few seconds, then he whipped his out and I got my first look at his dick. It was almost the same length as mine, but below the head his got wider than mine, then tapered back down to the same diameter as mine close to the base. His head was the same shape as mine, but a bit smaller. He had more foreskin, but was also circumsized. Watching him stroke, I got closer to climax, telling him I was about to shoot. He got closer, still stroking. I slowed down as.