"That's enough Nunky, I would like that soup now please. And pass me acigarette, if you would."On later reflection, I realised that she didn't touch t...e soup. But mytime in the kitchen gave her time to regroup. By the time I returned, shehad regained her poise: calm, relaxed, and smoking a cigarette held in avery elegant jade cigarette holder.She immediately regained the upper hand. "Thank you, Nunky," she said,somewhat dismissively, "for the foot rub." And then adopting her "slow"voice, she. Me: Mom, why are you giving it to me now. You already knew that I misused it.Mom: Yes, I know. But you are my son. I know about you. You are addicted to two things one is bike riding another one is porn. I can’t force you to leave them. But be careful they can ruin your life. Just don’t do it frequently. Maintain some margin.Me: That means you are allowing me to watch porn?Mom: You are an adult now. I can’t stop you. But don’t watch it regularly. That’s it.She left the room. After that, I. I asked her if I could touch them. “Please do” was her reply and my hands went to her nipples and breasts.This must have been a dream. How many times had I masturbated thinking about these giant breasts that were now in my hands. I continued to caress them. At this point she took time out to say to me, "Don't ever mention this, especially to your mother." No way!" I agreed readily.I lowered my head toward her bountiful chest and placed my lips on her nipples and began to massage them with my. .. just pretended nothing and kept harder around my boyfriend. At the same time I felt a growing excitement of the whole situation . Do not remember how long we stood there , but suddenly I felt the dress was slowly lifted up , and a hot slipped in between my legs . I froze . The person behind me had apparently (unlike my boyfriend) noticed that there was no panties trap under the light summer dress fabric. I did not dare to turn around. At Somehow he had managed to open the fly in the crush.