... As I watched her I wished I had put something more on then just my boxers. My dick was hard and throbbing, barely covered by my shorts . She put her cigarette out and sat down across from me. It felt like she could read my mind, I knew she couldn't but moms always seemed to know what was on your mind. Thats why its so hard to lie to them. I tried to shift my legs and hind my excitement. She smiled at me, her pink lips parted just a little to see a few of her pearly white teeth and leaned over to reach for a strip of bacon off my plate. Her shirt dropped down enough to see her ample white tit gentle pressed against the table, the pink nipple was was a deeper pink then her lips and about the size of a dollar coin.
She sat back down and bit off a piece of bacon she had retrieved. She looked at me with that mom stare and I looked away quickly, accidentally knocking my fork in the floor. When I scooted my chair back and bent down to get the fork I almost chocked on my eggs. Her legs were open and I had a clear view of between her legs. The curly turquoise hairs were trimmed in a long rectangle that ended just above her pussy. I could see a soft pink hood above darker lips that were pressed against the wooden chair. "You coming up for air soon?", she asked in a nonchalant kind of way. I reluctantly came back up to find her wiping her hands clean of the bacon grease.
The little snot was all over me with his eyes, couldn't a girl be comfo...