I bent over and my mom surprised me by spreading my ass cheeks. She turned around hearing the door (my god, what would the neighbors think if they happened to walk by at that moment) and spread her arms to the side as if to give a presentation. She saw her son in distress and this was the best way she knew to take care of him. “I told you. She held one hip of mine with one hand and put the other on my shoulder. Bruno, be careful. It was wet, slippery and gripped and released my finger periodically. ‘Oh, she had no idea.’ I placed my thumb over her pucker, spreading her own juices and my saliva onto her. She looked the screen, and gave a cheer. My mother buried her head in the bed and was breathing hard. We slept there in her bed like that; messy and nude. I was more confident all around. “I get to unwrap our gift!” my mom said, and knelt down next to me.
