Mother With the HotsChapter 4
Marilyn woke up the next morning feeling good. She stretched as she gazed at her son sleeping at her side. His face was so young, so innocent in sleep. Tossing the sheet to the foot of the bed, she looked at his body. It was a strong, virile body, the body of a young boy showing promise of manhood. He slept on his back, one leg bent out. His cock rested between his thighs, his balls dangling below. Marilyn gave some consideration to leaning down there and giving his cock a good morning...