"Shhh… It's over. Be a good girl and calm yourself down." I said, feeling like a maniac, wanting her to go back to peace, so I could get her by surp...ise by waging war again.When I pulled it out of her entrance, I could hear cum dripping to the floor. I turned her to me, my arms still right around her waist. Even in the dim light, I could see the tears running down her adorable full cheeks."W-why!?" She whimpered, looking me in the eyes."Because I can," I answered, simply put. I rubbed her. I focus on my cereal, on the delicious, sugary-cinnamon taste of these delightful little--okay, that's not working. I can feel my plumping meat pushing against the pouch of my tight briefs and pulling them tighter against my ass. It feels good. NO! Not here. Not at the goddamn kitchen table! Uhhhh... I can't let it get inside my head. Just concentrate on anything else, really."So! Uh, Rick, what's going on today?" My older brother Rick sits across from me in the kitchen. Dad's still in. "She had her head lying against my chest as I began to press my cock into her stomach as we moved. I slid my hands up and down slowly over her ass and continued to feel her.She lifted her head again and seemed more sober as she looked into my eyes. "Does my 'Big Boy' have a hard on for his mother?" She smiled, "A hard-on for an old woman like me?" she laughed and pushed her pelvis into me, testing."Yes Ma I was watching you and Rob in the back seat and shit Ma you got me horny as hell. You're. She animatedly acted tired and rested her head on my shoulder. “Throwing a party is so much more tiring than it is fun,” she sighed. I had to agree. She was so close to me. Her boobs were lightly resting on my chest, and it felt so hot.But again, I didn’t think much of it and suppressed any straying thoughts I had. We made it to the apartment and collected the food and chasers. Before we headed back down, she whispered, “Hmm, so it seems like someone is old enough to smoke now. I can smell it.