At first she just put it on the bed. Did she think it was just another porn mag? Would she simply slide it under by bed where she must have known I ke...t my other mags? I couldn't believe the tension I felt.Having finished the bed linen Mom picked up the mag. This was it, the moment of truth. Mom sat down on the bed and opened the mag. Oh my god!, I thought, my heart raced.Mom suddenly closed the mag. She had obviously quickly gathered from the text what it depicted - a young man fucking his. ....god, please."It killed me inside, to see her looking to him in that way. But I knew that He was the only one who could help us.He was actually soothing to her; he put his arm around her, and quietly 'shushed' her, telling her it would be ok.Then he turned to me, as she continued softly whimpering in his arm. "Eddie, I understand that you are now locked away. Stand up for me, strip completely. Stand over here, so I can see what's been done to you."Through all of our talking so far, I'd had a. The hostility she showed was worse thanI remembered, Dashie's beer bellywas byfar the onlyhint that I've ever got from this. She laid backon the cot, made a loud burp, and suckeddown the remaining alcohol from the glass bottle. "You mind getting me moonshine this time Rick?" she asked, "The beer tastes more sh#ttyfrom everybottle I've drunkfor some reason." Sure thing Dashie." said Rick."Thank you Ricky," said Dashie politely."I guess we follow you out?" asked Chernov."Yup." said Rick.We. Both strong callused reached up and firmly grabbed an ass check and started to massage them. Pushing down, pulling outward, then pressing each one together, made her moan softly into his lips. His index fingers pressed against the tiny brown circle, help tightly closed. Growing beneath her she reached down and repositioned his manhood, so her damp pussy could slip across the hid of his cock, in rhythm with her ass massage. A deep manly moan, “oh mom,” echoed off the bedroom walls, as he lifted.