“Yes sweetheart, but remember to keep your voice down.”
“Sorry.”
Karen noticed that her son now was real anxious to get moving, wanting more than anything to have his mother’s soft hands on his eager cock, but Karen had something even more pleasurable in mind. ehm…”
“Cum”, Karen grinned, amused by the look on her son’s face when he tried to remember what she’d taught him yesterday, “you mean after I’d made you cum.”
“Please mommy? XXNX Karen could easily tell her son was exited, when she’d gone up half the stairs he was already on the second floor. The room was dark, and the only source of light was Brian’s night lamp, making a light blue shine next to his bed, which was build to look like a red race car.
