I’m embarrassed to have him so close to me, and I try to close my legs again. With both hands, he holds my ankles. “No, baby. You need to keep the...e open and just relax. It’s going to feel good, trust me.” But I’m scared. I know it’s going to hurt, and I’m scared about what I’m doing. I try to close them again, and he sits up straight. “I know what we can do. Hold on.” And just like that he’s gone. He turns the light off at the switch and returns to the bed, fumbling with something. Before I. " she replied. I continued, "OK..... You remember our conversation yesterday afternoon in the breakroom? I said life was all about having options." She nods affirmatively. "Well, my dream starts there. You reply to me that you feel the same way. Without options you are trapped." At this point I think to myself, after she hears my next statement, she is either going to shut me down or I will know that my "dream" will soon become a reality. I press on and say "I looked into your eyes and said. I wanted to release it so I could feel her skin on it. Instead, I moved my fingers to the waistband of her panties, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed them into her pussy.Slowly, I moved my finger to the top of her crack and stopped. I was holding my breath, waiting for any sign that mom was starting to wake up. Her breathing was still deep. The thought again crossed my mind that taking advantage of my sleeping mom was wrong, but what could she expect: I was just a guy. To make matters. Henry was actually quite good at making love, although he very rarely did it these days as his and Janet's sex life was almost nonexistent but Helen was feeling the quality of his abilities.As his rod slid in and out of her cunt she felt the approach of what promised to be a huge orgasm.As it arrived, she almost screamed, "Shit, oh fuck, oh fucking hell, yesssss," as her whole body seemed to shake.This made Henry feel good about himself and he determined to try to refrain from letting his spunk.