There's nothing I won't do to feel you inside me, no opening that won't be available to you to take as you wish. I'll be a slave to your hard prick, c...nsumed with the desire to have you inside my body, to hear and feel you reach your own orgasm, draining your sperm in me or on me, wherever you may be inclined.Want to see me really go off? You've seen my juices trickle from my spasming cunt, would you like to see me gushing, making a puddle beneath me, the girlcum splashing from between my soft. My turn to blush. "Thank you... I think". I replied.I was frozen to the spot, not sure what to say. The bulge in his boxers seemed even bigger. "This may sound like a strange thing to ask..." He added tentatively. "But can I see them properly?" He asked."See them properly?" I repeated, taken aback by his question."Yes." My breasts?" Yes, I want to see them properly, both of them." He smiled."But, but I'm your mum..." So?" Well, I, I err...I don't know, It's just wrong." I stuttered."Says who?". A moment later she came in. She was wearing a short summer maternity dress and was barefooted. I said, "There she comes, barefoot and pregnant." Very funny," she answered and stuck her tongue out at me. Then she laughed and sat down next to me, our thighs touching."Doesn't get any better than this," I said, lifting my first beer. "A beer, popcorn, a football game and a sexy woman." It that order," she said with a pout."A sexy woman, beer, popcorn, and football," I quickly responded."That's. We kissed and talked a little in the afterglow. Then, she laid it on me."Ja—sorry—I mean Rick, can I ask you a favor?" she said. Her request caught me by surprise. Well, not her request so much as her tone of voice. But, at the moment I was vulnerable and feeling generous. I was just hoping she wasn't going to ask me to go shopping with her; it's the one thing that I just couldn't get myself to do for her, and she resented it to some small extent."Rick, an old friend of mine, a male friend, is.