Mom's Touch But Don't Look Policy:>Ep6

I turned on the movie. Almost immediately, I felt Mom's warm palm touch my bare leg. There was no pretense this time. She went straight for my shorts and pulled them down. Then she grabbed my hard cock.

"Mom," I said.

"What dear?" Mom asked.

"You're doing it," I said, "Again."

"Are you sure?" Mom asked, a mirror of the night before.

"Pretty sure," I said.

"Really," Mom said. She pulled her hands out so I could see them. Her wedding ring glinted in the basement lights. "You're super sure about that? Because I want to make certain we understand each other. This thing you say is happening, does it feel good?"

I had to concede that it did. It felt amazing.

"Good," Mom said, "But here's the thing. If I was doing what you say, that would be wrong. Moms aren't supposed to do those kinds of things with their sons. So, I would have to stop.

"But if you don't know what I'm doing. If neither of us is certain, then who's to say what's going on? It might be nothing at all. And that amazing thing you like so much can keep happening."

My mother smiled at me, a little twinkle in her bright blue eyes. Did I tell you my mom was beautiful? She was fricking gorgeous.

"If it's under the blanket," I said, "Then it's OK."

Mom tilted her head slightly, like she hoped it would help me think harder.

"Because this thing that I'm feeling could be anything," I said, "I'd have to look to be sure."

"You would," Mom said.

energy to

back under the blanket. As soon as I pushed play on the movie, Mom grabbed my

happening, we shouldn't be making noises," Mom

nodded, already completely under control of the hand that was

worked me up and down, languid. Unlike the previous day's urgency, my mother took her time, gradually teasing and building as we watched TV together. "You're not doing

feels really good," Mom muttered to

increased the speed of her strokes. I choked out a little groan, doing my best to keep it under control as Mom had told me. I reached my peak a moment later, gritting my teeth to keep my moans from slipping out. My seed seeped warm over Mom's

for a moment?" Mom asked. "I

I said. Mom smiled at me. She seemed so happy now that I

up to

*

got dressed for a run. Again, my mother was waiting for me. We went outside and started to jog through the neighborhood. Spring was in full force, plants budding, the ground wet with morning dew. The streets, though,

tight, black leggings and a blue tank top. Her golden hair was

me quite the workout," Mom said between

if I'm not in shape when

Your old Mom will just have to do

young, your body is in fantastic shape,

to blush. Rather than respond,

Mom cleaned up in the master. Then we

I didn't think it was possible, but I think I'm done with raunchy comedies," Mom said, "At least

to happen. Mom wasn't going to jerk me off every night till the end of the quarantine. It was silly of me to expect it. Especially after I'd slipped up and told

should start watching

said, "That

I swore she shot me a little wink as she went back to

Mom was already waiting for me, sitting

Nights?" I asked, looking

"Trust me," Mom said.

play. It wasn't long until both of us were clearly worked up by what was going on. Sure enough, Mom reached over and put her hand on my bare leg. A moment

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