"Yeah. Sure. I guess," I replied quietly. I could sense she was weighing her words carefully and I wasn't exactly sure where this cumshot conversation was headed because I thought I knew the type of Mom - or woman - she was. "That was a lot," she said. "Was it?" I shuffled in my chair, "I uh don't remember," I paused, "Did you.." Our eyes kind of met and I had the strangest feeling as if we were about to cross some sort of red line in our relationship. Whatever she was going to say next would change things between us. She gave a slight nod. "Yes, Henry," she said as we stared at each other, "Yes I did. Not because I wanted to but because I had to. You were too far gone and I thought you were going to pass out or something. Now I understand what you were saying." Passing out was the least of it. All I could think about was the fact my own Mother had actually grabbed my hard dick and helped masturbate me to one really intense climax. "So what do we do now, Mom?" I asked her, "Every time was like the last time." Mom sat back in her chair and I found myself looking at her in a totally different way. More as a woman than as a Mother. Her thick blonde hair was perfect as usual as it curled around her face to her shoulders. Her white blouse hung loosely on her but the outline of her bra was plain to see as the size of her bust pushed against the cotton. She didn't say anything but continued to look at me. amateur "I think," she began, "We both need to come to terms with our little situation and how to move forward from where we asian are now. First things first, Henry," she explained as she sat forward and folded her arms, "We need to decide how we're going to talk about all this." I shook my head. "Talk?" Mom took a deep breath. "Talk as in sex talk, Henry. How we describe things between us. What we call things and how we express what we're doing." "Not sure I understand, Mom," I said. I think I did but she had to be the one to say it out loud and the more she talked about it the louder my heart pounded in my head at the insanity of it all. "How do you talk about sex, Henry?" she asked out of the blue, "The words you and your friends use at school. Like what do you call your," She japanese hesitated for a second, "Your thing. Your penis?" If my eyeballs could have popped out of my skull they would have done so right now. "My uh penis?" I mumbled. It felt like I had a mouthful of chewing gum, "Dick, I guess." Brunette I felt the air of the room on my wet pussy for only a second Brunette before I felt lips cumshot lock onto my pussy. “Hello, I’m David Greene. “Mommy?” she asked. He seemed to be teasing her, not allowing full penetration. And I see her putting on her socks which isn't odd at this point because that's just how japanese she likes it. Coming to amateur the cockhead, asian she kissed it wetly, then slapped it with her tongue. That sure did it. We drink good portion of these two glasses right away. Really, she is very much just a child. No one is in there anyway so I'll open it.”