The sun was bright, and was cascading a trickling stream of light through the window, across the floor, and up the side of Bradley’s bed. He lowered...his eyes to Jennie, and laughed softly, seeing she was looking right back at him. ‘How long have you been watching me?’ He asked, smiling back at her bright eyes. She kissed his chest, and looked back up at him. ‘All morning. It’s nice to watch you sleep. You look like a baby.’ She rubbed her fingertips on his chest while she looked his face over.. Richard figured she really wanted him there to keep her company since his father abandoned the two years ago. Richard grabbed his bag and headed down to eat breakfast.Richard entered the kitchen and practically passed out at what he saw. His mother, or Karen as she was called, was only wearing panties and a white t-shirt. Despite being nearly 35 she was very beautiful women. Her long smooth brown hair and deep green eyes were to die for. She had wonderful c-cup tits that would make any man. She came 3 times in the first two minutes then took off her panties and used them to clean herself. She rinsed them in the sink under warm water and used them on herself like a wash cloth. She got sidetracked by the fact that she was still horny and she masturbated laying face down on the cool tile floor. She pulled her shirt up to feel the cold tile against her tits. She tentatively started pressing her vagina against the tile. She felt as though her clitoris was popping out like a little. She and mom talked and laughed, and I was glad to see that. Nells husband, Hank, worked at the local college. One thing that I noticed about Nell even though I was just 12 years old was that she was very afraid of thunderstorms. When a storm was approaching and Hank was at work, you could count on Nell and the boys being at our backdoor. Mom would joking tell Nell that she was 24 years old and had to get over being afraid of storms. Nell was an outgoing person. She was always smiling, except.