All characters are over 18. She broke the kiss and gazed at me in shocked awe. She stuttered nervously, "You're...still...hard?" I shrugged casually and said, "It's okay. We'll get around to taking care of it." I gave her a knowing smile, but instead of being annoyed or mad, Mom blushed a deep red. Her lips trembled, as if she couldn't decide whether to frown or smile. She shyly averted her eyes and tried to hide her face under her hair. It was adorable how her lustful persona faded to reveal an adorably nervous and innocent woman. I smiled warmly, as I pushed her hair behind her ear, cupping her face in my hand. I leaned forward and gently brushed my lips against hers and then asked softly, "Did you like how you felt being fucked over the table and again on the bed?
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