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Of course Mom could see what was going on, so she slid her hand up to caress my hard dick, beating Jenny's to it by only seconds. It was what she usually slept in and I assumed she had panties on under it, but I knew she never slept in a bra. "It beats the hell out of coming home to cook and then having wine while watching TV. It was easily transparent enough for me to see her pubes through it. The movie seemed to be over in a flash and I almost hated to leave that place. Mom Son Sex This was not normal for me since usually I headed for the TV after a meal, leaving her the job of cleaning up. "How'd you like that?" she asked, when I'd gotten in. I saw her glance at my eyes as I was enjoying the view but she didn't mention it. Jenny made sure to let her skirt's hem climb when she sat down, and even though she was wearing panties, they weren't much, just a tiny sheer panel to cover her bush and it barely managed that. I couldn't take the risk of that kind of embarassing faux paux, so after a couple more dances, we called it a night and headed for our separate beds. Mom Son Sex I pulled her to me for a serious kiss and as I teased a nipple, she stroked my dick. "But you just made a mess in there and I need to go clean myself up," she said. Mom would probably want a glass or two of wine when she came out, so I got a wine glass down and poured her some from the opened bottle in the fridge. The meal was good and Mom had another glass of wine while I had coffee. I'd made reservations and we were right on time. Mom Son Sex I brought her a refill and we talked a little as she sipped it.