” She stood up and removed the robe. She let it drop to the floor. Jack was startled. Instead of the nursing bra and the plain white panties from Se...rs, his mom was wearing only a fancy pair of panties. The panties had the French cut with the leg of the panties sexily rising up her hip. He did not even remember seeing these panties in his secret excursions into his mother’s lingerie drawer. His mom’s breasts were large and swollen, but still hung high by themselves. The nipples were engorged. I looked out, shrugged, she smiled and we went to the bed. She lay down and I lay beside her. She spread her legs a bit, allowing me to stroke her groin straining to stay within the tight thong. The mound under her thing front was not a camel toe, but more like a large knee, under a bandage. It was soaked on a line running down the middle of the red shiny satin. You could pretend to see a slit, but it was so tight I was mostly imagining. But when I ran my hand over her clit area, she moaned and. He was moaning with pleasure and was trying to grab my ass. I was being careful that he would not feel my own cock as I wanted to keep him unknowing the truth.I reached over and turned off the lamp and now the room was very dark. I slid down on him so that my ass was straddling his waist and rubbing against his hard cock. I bit one of his nipples on his very hairy chest and sucked on it as he started to rock his cock against me. I could feel the friction of his cock against my panties and could. For as long as I can remember, whenever there was a storm my mom would come into my room and climb onto my bed so she wouldn't have to be alone. Early on we would cuddle up in each others arms and hold each other. But as I got older this innocent behavior soon stoped seeming so innocent. So mother eventually stopped holding me and settled for just lying face down on the bed next to me.Mom may not have been very attractive, which is probably why she was seldom asked out, but having her laying.