The warmth of the towel was like a catylist. She quickly got up from the chair and went into the kitchen. Then she had me pull my underware down also.
Having her see my hard-on was one thing but jerking off in front of her was another. The warmth of the towel was like a catylist. I look at Ms. I was still terribley embarrassed with my shriveled cock covered by my hand. Her ball massaging caused my cock to move and a spurt hit directly in her pussy hair.
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I stood and went over to her side. As I was pissing, my eyes caught a glimpse of her stockings laying on the floor next to the tub. She went back into the kitchen and got the towel wet again. Mom always dressed nice and smelled nice for work. She sat in the livingroom recliner as soon as she got home.