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My mom moved around under the covers, her butt was rubbing up against my crotch, her cheeks were fantastic they were like warm soft clouds running along me.It was then when a thought began to creep into my head.
My mom was a hot brunette at the age of thirty-six she still had a smoking body she was five feet and eight inches tall, with nice D cup breasts, her ass was perfect, and her legs were amazingly hot.I shook my head, she slowly slid the boxers down over her ass cheeks and off her ankles she threw it beside her bra. I started to slide my boxers slowly off "mom um can I take mine off?" I asked my mom, she put them on the floor by the pair she was wearing. I slid up my pillows a little bit to readjust as I did my hand that was cupped around my moms stomach slid across her right breast through her tank top. " she gasped "nothing mom it was an accident I'm so sorry!I arrived at the apartment building that my mom wanted us to check out.
All that was available was a studio apartment on the top floor. " my mom told the realtor We moved into the apartment, all we had was a mattress with no box spring, a small reclining chair, a little 24 inch television, a fridge and a micro wave, a tiny bath room with a nice shower in fact it was almost the only nice thing in the apartment along with one tiny space heater that barely kept anything warm.
It was getting hard to control myself and I could feel my cock growing.