She didn't stir. Fishing my phone from my pocket, I texted Enrico - "she's out. it's go time." I had about 45 minutes before he arrived, and I wanted ...hat time to myself. I locked and bolted the door, closed the blinds and stripped off my clothes. My thick cock was as hard as I'd ever known it, the tip already shiny with precum. The black ring around its base, which I'd been wearing all day, bit into the shaft like fence wire on an old tree. My balls were tight with anticipation.I quickly. When she got home at about 3 o'clock, I tried to act very casual. For some strange reason I didn't want to seem over eager. "Uh ... anytime you want that back rub, let me know, Mom," I said."I want to take a quick shower. I have been looking forward to this all day."So had I. The thought that in just a few minutes I was going to put my hands on my mother's body made my cock start to harden."Where do you want to do it?" I asked."I suppose on my bed. I'll put a beach towel on the top to keep the. Just like mine. Our lips connected again gently, then with more force. Her hands drifted up to my chest, circling them. I responded similarly and realised my hand was on her firm breasts. We smiled at each other gently and then embraced in another kiss, this time our lips parting, tasting each other’s tongues for the first time. They danced to unheard music, twirling back and forth, side to side, exchanging fluids which I found very strangely arousing. Our lips never parted as our hands slowly. Bending at my knees I lower myself into the water and kneel, sitting my bottom on my ankles. “Stop!” What now? I did what he wanted. I’m in the tub. As you walk to the side of the tub I keep my head down and try to focus on the water, just feeling the warm water on my legs and bottom. “Look at me!” Turning my head toward you, I’m looking straight at your hands on the belt of your robe. Your fisted hands on the loose ends of your bathrobe belt pulling them apart. Watching the ends fall from.