Thee Kiss
Sense the night that I saw my mom’s ass for the first time. I had been reliving the moment and jerking off. When I had the chance I would fondle her ass. She never told me to stop or even move my hand away. I loved the shape of it. The way her cheeks fit my hand. The soft/hardness of it, the way her cheeks moved up/down and the way it jiggled as she walked. My mom is not fat, far from it, she weighs 125 lbs. One Saturday I was just finishing getting ready to go out. I just came into the den and was thinking if I had everything. Mom came into the den from the back porch. She had plenty of room to pass me but came within arm’s reach so I …