I closed my eyes tight and vowed not to open them until morning from fear that if I saw that cock again I couldn’t trust myself not to look. My pants are covered in pee, my panties are soaked, I’m dying of the heat covered in sweat and I have to get these clothes off. XXNX “I’m sorry, Mom, I just grabbed the white shirt thing on your dresser.” He said sheepishly. Surely I wasn’t getting wet thinking about my son’s cock! I tried to push it out but the more I tried the clearer the image became. I felt his eyes on me. Suddenly a wet feeling broke my concentration. Fuck, I should have bought him that magazine!
