Finger fucking her to the rhythm of her jerking me off. She stopped momentarily and used both her hands to gather up her own juices on her thighs and ...sed that as lube to continue jacking me off. “I’m getting close, don’t you dare stop.” Her tone was dead serious. Why would I stop I laughed to myself.I could feel Em start to tense up. Her orgasm was building and I knew it would be a big one. She took her hands off my cock and wrapped her arm around me. As she pulled me closer my cock slipped up. She answered me saying, "I don't know why people are embarrassed to be naked, its fun and feels great. You should try sometime John." I could not believe what I just heard, but somehow she had convinced me to take off my robe and boxers. I was hesitant to pull down my boxers I didn't know what she would think of my erection. She assured me that it was ok if I had a boner and that she didn't mind at all. After I pulled them down and threw them on the floor I heard a comment. "Wow!" she said. “This way.” She walked ahead of him to the house. “I’m afraid Jason’s not here. He’s at football training.” They left the bags in the kitchen. He accepted her offer of a soft drink, and stepped into the sitting room. He was admiring the magnificent view when he heard a voice close behind him, almost in his ear. “You seem lost in thought.” He turned. She was standing very close to him, a coke in each hand, open and vulnerable. Looking into her large, dark eyes, he felt rather than saw her chest. I then peeled off my jeans and boxers and my cock jutted out, long and thick and ready to please and be pleased.Mom's eyes seemed to focus then – she zeroed in on my hard meat and she unfurled her legs and stretched them out on the bed. "Blake, no," mom said without conviction when I reached out and stroked her hair. "This is so wrong." I know," I answered, but I crawled on the bed on my knees, my cock pointed in her direction, unwilling to be dissuaded. "I know it's wrong, but look where we.