My mother is not a super model, most people wouldn’t blink twice if they walked past her in the street, but she is everything to me and there was very little she could do wrong in my eyes. I clumsily let my finger catch the outside of her panties on a brash stroke and noticed a slight flinch from my mother, but still no comment, or request to stop. Before she could i kissed her again, this time a little lower, and moved my hands up inside her panties on to her ass cheeks, trying to make my intentions clear. Shortly after, she rolled over, slipped her left leg out of her panties and presented herself on her back, knees bent and legs spread. I simply smiled and obliged. To this day, i never thought anything would ever eventuate from it, but that all changed late last year.
