Bobby and Mom 1
“Guess who, baby?”, Said a voice in his right ear. Bobby whirled around sharply. “Jesus Christ, Mom! You scared the shit out of me!”, Gasped Bobby, staring at his mother with wide eyes. “Sorry, honey!”, Laughed Cathy, kissing her son on the lips. “I couldn’t resist it!” She threw her arms around him and gave him a big hug. Bobby hugged her back, immediately conscious of the fullness of his mother’s large tits against his chest. His hands circled her waist. It was narrower than he remembered, and the warm flesh under her thin prison smock felt soft yet firm. Even though she was his mother, the boy’s prick lurched in his pants. He tried to keep her from noticing his hardening cock. “Hey, you’ve lost weight, Mom!”, Blurted Bobby. He pushed his mother away …