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Growing Anticipation

Date: 6/23/2017, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: GmanDaveLXIX, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

down for just a second and met her eyes again. She smiled at me. "It doesn't look like I'm going to fall out now does it?" I shook my head no. "Oh good. Then I can cut it even smaller!" God what was she trying to do? She kept saying she wasn't trying to, but if she continued doing this there wouldn't be much left of what was already a very sexy top to begin with. And on Double H cup breasts? Good god this was torture. I knew I shouldn't be doing this to myself. I just needed to get away for a bit. I started walking back to my room. "Where are you going?" She had a sad look on her face. I immediately felt pangs of guilt for leaving her. Did she think I thought she wasn't attractive? I knew she had a very delicate ego. She was very self conscious which was clearly why she was growing her breasts this massive. If the size her breasts now were any indication of how fragile inside she was, she had to be on the verge of a breakdown. I couldn't do that to her. Even if it meant I had to suffer having an erection. She started perking back up as I walked back to her. She continued cutting her top down. "Yes! I finally got it to where I want it!" She was facing away from me and gave them a jiggle. She popped right out and put it back in. Please, please don't turn around now like that I hoped. She turned around and beamed at me. With her hands holding it in place, she started jumping up and down. The top was only 6 inches wide over her nipples. "I'm going to have to hem up the edges ... which will make it a little bit smaller, but in this case I'd much rather it be too small than too big." My head was about to pop out the top of my waist band, I could feel it. I quickly turned and looked down. It popped out and lifted my shirt up with it, I was completely sticking out in the open. For the moment she was looking away. I had to be at least 14 rock hard inches. "What are you doing?" Uh oh. Not good. Not good at all. I scrambled to try to hide the tape. She was getting closer. How would I put it under my shirt without making it look like I was trying to take off my shirt? I was thinking and thinking. She grabbed my arm and started pulling me around. I had to do something, anything. She spun me around before I could cover it. I pulled my shirt up and over it. She was able to see it all sticking straight up, if not for a split second. And there I was holding my shirt over my aching hard cock that needed release in front of my mother who looked like a light breeze would push her top to the side. I wasn't touching myself, but I was still throbbing beneath, pushing my shirt up with every pulse. She was talking but I honestly couldn't hear what she was saying. Her breasts were drowning out every sound she was making. I kept sneaking peeks down at her chest. And every time I would look back up she would just continue talking. My glances got longer and longer. I occasionally nodded my head to let her think I was still with her in the conversation, even though I was having a ...