Mom stared, but said nothing. Slowly my hands moved up, and she gasped as they touched her panty clad mound. I rubbed my mother’s pussy and smeared ...he wet juice I found there around until her whole crotch was soaked in her flowing liquid. I allowed my fingers to trail between her now spreading lips and trace a line from the bottom of her puffy lips to her clit, which was prominently outlined against her wet panties.I flicked his finger against the nubbin, and mom groaned. I lifted his hands. He felt the man lifting it and bringing it toward the driver’s side. Brynn knew. Had he faced himself honestly before, he probably would have suspected it. His head silently argued that he couldn’t do it and he wasn’t gay. But, he couldn’t argue his own need to be wanted. It was a conundrum. He wouldn’t agree, yet he couldn’t disagree. In the abyss between lay his verdict-by-default: He couldn’t start it. He couldn’t stop it. Whatever would be, would be. Gilbert’s hand was dry and. More

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