Of course, I haven't gone into any detail - certainly not about.you know.our extra little activities, and what we are doing now." "But Jacob, your aunt Jean is like a second mom to you, I'm sure she would be very concerned and want to see you get well. I would be embarrassed if you had said anything else." "Mom looked down at the bed for a moment and said, "Well, I haven't gone into any great detail, but I have told her you have some personal medical problem and we and seeing a doctor about it. "Er.mom, you haven't said anything to aunt Jean about my.er.you know. Mom was always asking aunt Jean to move closer to us, but she had got so used to where she was, she'd never made the move, so far at least. Aunt Jean lived on her own now, as her husband had died a few years back of a heart attack. Aunt Jean lived on the West Coast, but she and mom would speak on the phone regularly - at least once or twice a week, and also visit each other several times a year. Mom and her sister Jean, who was a couple of years older than mom, were quite close and spoke regularly. "You know I always call her on the weekend," replied mom. "Your aunt Jean is doing well and says hello," said mom. It was good and fresh, and I began to shake off my sleepiness. Mom sat down on the bed facing me, still in her white bathrobe. I let the blanket still cover me from the waist down. I sat up and took the coffee cup from mom. "Here, have some coffee now - it'll wake you up." I didn't want to disturb you as I though a rest would you good," mom winked at me as she said this, "So I went back down again and gave your auntie Jean a call." When I came up with the coffee, you were already dozing away. Mom stood over me next to the bed, shaking me gently on the arm and holding a cup. There seemed to be some kind of fabric touching my skin, and then I realised I was on mom's bed with a blanket over me. I felt something touch my arm and I rolled over and opened my eyes drowsily. Mom got up and put her bathrobe on again, and disappeared out of the room. "Tell you what, why don't I go downstairs and get some coffee for us both, and we can drink it up here and talk until we manage to get you going again," said mom. It was till too soon after my last cum load, although doing what I had been with my fingers had sent the right signals to my dick, which had twitched a bit! It was still limp, despite what we had been doing. I hope you'll be able to do that to me with your hard cock next time." She looked down at my prick as she spoke. Mom lay back on the bed still with her eyes closed for a few moment and then said, "Thanks Jacob, I needed that. I guessed mom must have had an orgasm and cum, although I'd never seen a woman's orgasm before. I felt a small amount of liquid go over my fingers. I continued, increasing my pace a little, whilst mom pushed her pussy mound up to meet my forward pushes.Īfter another minute or two of this, mom cried out and her whole body shook and shuddered for a moment. The moist flesh there felt wonderful as I did so.
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I let my index and third finger enter mom's pussy as well, gently at first, and then started pumping them in and out, the full length of the fingers. "You can put another finger or two in to stimulate me better, if you like," she added, still with her eyes closed and humping herself gently on my finger. I hadn't intended on stopping as I was really enjoying what I was doing. Fuck me with your finger and see if you can make me cum." "Don't stop Jacob, that feels really good. "Oh.yes, baby" said mom, still with her eyes closed, and pushing her pussy up towards my finger as I inserted it in. Stories Hub / Incest/Taboo / Measuring My Cum Ch.
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