The ConsummationBrandon followed his mom into her bedroom, his heart racing, sweat trickling down his torso from his armpits. He was excited and nervous, and still wary. Was she acceding to this only because she thought he might harm himself, or did she really want it? As he was working through these thoughts, Ann turned and put her arms over his shoulders and pressed her soft mounds against his chest, leaning in for a kiss. All thoughts vanished from Brandon's mind as their lips met and Ann's tongue plunged into his mouth. God, he loved kissing her, holding her soft plump flesh against his lean body, his cock aching in his jeans. They pulled apart, almost panting and Ann stepped back."Take off my clothes, Bran."Brandon looked at his mother, baggy pullover blouse over leggings and rubbed himself through his jeans, drinking in the sight of her, imagining her body under the clothes, savoring it before he experienced it. He stepped forward and pulled her top over her head, watching he
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