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Mum yawned. “I could do with another half hour’s sleep. Snuggle down and cuddle me, dear.”She turned on her side away from me, and I pressed mys...lf against her and put my arm across her body. She took my hand and held it, apparently unaware that it was touching her breast.My cock was stiff, and pressing against her bottom, but she didn’t seem to notice, and she soon started to breathe slowly and regularly, and I knew she was asleep.My mind was in a whirl, wondering why my mother was looking at. Sharon had his dinner ready and waiting. She wanted him to sit down and talk to her and feeding him was the only way to guarantee that he sat still.“Susan was here this afternoon, telling me that she had sex with you. Is that true?”“Yes, she sent me a text, I got to her front door and she was waiting for me completely naked.”Sharon gasped, Susan hadn’t let that secret escape. Naked, the tart she is!“So what did you do?”“Mostly I laid on the floor and let her get on with it, I might have helped. More

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