Mom s Bathroom Boy part 5
He walked to the bathroom, began filling the tub. And started to cautiously kick his mother’s panties out of their tight bunch, into a more natural causal ball that she had tossed them in originally. As he was toeing her panties, Jon’s mom stepped into the bathroom, wrapped in the towel. Its two damp discolored prints of asscheeks and several yellow hand prints exposed in the bathroom’s florescent light. “Get in the tub, Jonathan.” His mom commanded quietly. “but mom, why would I get IN the...