.My mother returned with a drink of water and she placed the glass on the bedside cabinet, turned off the light then got into bed. After a while i fel... asleep next to my mum and she was cuddling up close to me to get my body heat.I awoke with my boxers pulled half way down and my mother stroking my erection (i guess i was having a good dream) and i opened my eyes and sat up quite quickly, My mother jumped back apologizing to me and not making eye contact wih me. When she looked me in the eyes i. I turned to a little towards her and slowly raised my hand. I didn't want to be to aggressive and let her know what I was going to do. So I slowly got closer to her breasts with my hand and touched them. Her nipples were as hard as mine must've been at that moment. She closed her eyes and began to quietly moan as I moved my hand over her chest. And what a lovely chest it was....mhhhh. At this point I almost knew what was going to happen next and I was highly anticipating it :) She opened her. We each felt a burst or sexual energy come across us that neither one of us had ever experienced before. We couldn’t wait to get out of the shower. We quickly dried off and headed immediately for the bed. Amanda had me lay flat on my back as she had gotten on top of me. We once again kissed as I felt her luscious boobs being pressed tightly against mine. Amanda slowly began to make her way down my body. I felt her tongue glide across my hardened nipples as she ran it softly around each of my. I’m average, and I manage. But she was having to deal with concepts that were all alien to her, just like I am aware of the existence of tennis rackets and those nasty white shoes, but I am simply unable to grasp why anyone would actually want to play tennis.I get that it is supposedly enjoyable, because that is what people who play tennis always tell me. But it just means nothing to me, so I can’t for instance predict if these people would be equally happy playing badminton, or getting.