"Yeah I fuckin' am, and we both know what I am asking you to do, we both want it, so come on over... NOW!" I got up, shaking, put my tight black underwear back on, that couldn't hide an erection worth a crap, left my bedroom and got into hers, and as I previously thought, her bedroom door was wide open. Why? So I'd hear her better when she'd scream for me to go in her room? If so, did she plan this? When I got inside I got quite a sight. My Mother was laying on naked on her back on her comfy king sized bed, the same bed my Mother kept after my parents divorced. With her table lamp turned on, she was playing with her clit. "Jason, I know this is wrong but, I don't have your Father to please me anymore, and you don't have a girlfriend and, let's face it, I'm a fucking nymph, and we both know you are too, probably got it from me." "Again I froze, still in my semi-dazed state of mind, and so I just looked at her, and I mean "looked" at her. And my God, I then knew why a
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