1. Taboo 2015 Pt. 1


    Date: 1/16/2016, Categories: Masturbation, Mature, Taboo, Author: andydagod, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    full-contact i****t with my own c***d. That just wouldn’t be right. Watching him masturbate wasn’t anything all that bad, if you thought about it. If he was okay with it, and no one was being f***ed, what could be the harm? It seemed a wonderfully special way for me to form a new kind of bond with my son. There were sure to be all sorts of practical benefits that could come from us having a closer and more open relationship. What better way for him to learn the finer points of love and sex? I was mesmerized by his motions. The action seemed so natural to him. He knew the exact amount of pressure, the perfect speed, and the right moment to give his wrist a slight twist at the top of his stroke. It was apparent that he’d been practicing for years. I was thinking that I could watch him do this all day when the sound of his voice startled me. “Sorry it’s taking so long,” he said. It seemed like only a few moments had passed, but it was probably more like four or five minutes. “Maybe because I’m nervous.” “No need to rush, honey, I’m enjoying the view just fine.” “Okay, I just didn’t want you to get bored.” “Not likely.” I gave his thigh a motherly caress. “I notice you’re not using any lotion or oil.” He shrugged. “It’s alright like this.” “Here, hold out your hand.” Nick took his hand away from his cock and gave it to me. I turned his palm up and spit as much saliva as I could into his palm. “There, see how that feels,” I said and let him have his hand back. He grabbed his ...
    cock with his spit-slicked hand and resumed stroking. A wet noise now came from his pumping fist that sent chills up my back. His broad grin told me he was feeling the difference. “It might be taking longer also,” I supposed, “because I’m assuming you’re usually looking at some type of porn when you’re jerking off.” “No…not really…” he lied. “I don’t mind, honey. Do you use your computer, or do you have magazines hidden around her somewhere?” I knew the answer, but I didn’t want him to know how familiar I was with his private habits. “The computer…but that’s okay, I don’t need it.” He started beating off faster as if he really wanted to prove it. “Maybe I could help.” “What do you mean?” I began unbuttoning my blouse. “Tell me if you want me to stop.” I undid another button and he didn’t say a word. His hand slowed as he stared. I got to the last button and opened my shirt up. In preparation for just such a possibility as this I had on one of my sexier bras. It was powder blue and the cups were made from a very open-style lace. This allowed my dark nipples to show easily through the thin material. “I’m no Playboy model, but there they are if it helps you any…” “Sweet,” he choked out under his breath. “You can tell me if seeing your mother’s boobs is a turn off. It won’t hurt my feelings.” I made a move like I was ready to cover them up. “No! Yes! I mean, it’s okay, I don’t mind.” “All right, as long as you don’t feel strange about jerking off while looking at your mom’s tits.” ...
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