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Growing Anticipation

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

really hard time just breathing. Her top was jiggling back and forth because of her talking and hand motions. I wanted to see her pop out. I honestly did, but I knew it was wrong. Every jiggle was another chance that I would get to see what I most wanted to see, just a hint of her. All the while my obviously hard cock was stretching my thin white tank top tight. I could not believe that this was happening. Here I was with an immensely painful throbbing cock in front of my mom and she had no clue that I was turned on by her. It wasn't just an act of hers either. She wasn't just pretending to not know, she really didn't know. Otherwise she would have covered herself up long ago given how shy of a person she was. Every time I throbbed it was a bit of pleasure and pain at the same time. I really was that hard. Even though it hurt, the pleasure was worth it. What was that? I thought I saw something. It wasn't her areola, but it was just the raised bumpy part just outside of it. Holy... crap... if her top moved even another millimeter, she would be showing. Not much at all, but still it would undeniably be showing too much. Her nipples were quite hard beneath. Yes, those bumps were definitely where her skin met her areola. Luckily she leaned a little to the left in one of her gestures and it covered back up. I asked her if she thought she might be able to use some pasties to cover herself up. "Why would I do that when I went to all this trouble to make a top I could so easily fall ... out of?". I wanted, I needed, I lusted after. And she wasn't doing anything to make that go away. I couldn't leave. I couldn't make it go down. She turned around to get look at something on the table. Without looking I pulled my shirt down just a little bit more to make sure my shaft was covered between my shirt and shorts. Holy shit. I ended up making entire head stick out the top. In my absentmindedness I failed to notice that I had stretched my tank top and pulled it down too far. I let go of it and still, it stuck out. I pulled it up but it was too late. It was too far stretched out. How long had I been like this I wondered. "You've been like that for a while sweetie. At least half an hour." I apologized profusely and told her I had no idea. "I know you didn't know sweetie, it's ok. It's not the first time I've seen you. I did bathe you when you were younger you know. Haha. You were just a little smaller then is the only difference. Oh and not hard and throbbing either! I guess that's three differences?", she laughed. She said it so casually. It may as well have been some other non sexual body part of me. Even so, I felt it would be best if I played everything as modest as I could. "I was going to save it as a surprise but it looks like you could use it right now." She walked back into the sewing room and I could hear her looking around. Now would be a good time to try and gather myself while I could. After a couple minutes it subsided and I was myself again. God what was ...