Huge 7 Chris Goes to College
Chris felt something warm and wet slip over the head of his cock. He smiled even though he was still half asleep. He felt a familiar weight settle on his groin. The tight wetness began to slide around on his cock. His breathing quickened and his eyes opened into the early morning gloom of his bedroom. "Mom," he said as he glanced at the clock on his nightstand, "what are you doing? It's like four in the morning." His mother, Heather, braced her arms on either side of his broad...