Josh help lotion
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“Let me help you,” you blurt out. “Oh? Ok, can you do my shoulders while I do my legs?” Mom says. “Ok,” you say. You stand behind where she sits on the bench and hands you the bottle. You squirt some lotion on her shoulders and start to slowly rub it in.
Oh no, you think. From your position, it’s nearly impossible not to stare down the valley between Mom’s mountains, topped though they are in towel cloud cover. Likewise, the floral scent of an Alpine valley exudes from Mom’s clean body. You start to get hard.
“Could you move a little forward?” you say. “Sure thing honey,” Mom says. You sit down behind her, continuing to massage her shoulders. “Could you do my back too?” she says, letting the towel fall away from her back. “Ok...” you say, squirting some lotion between her shoulder blades and starting to run your hands up and down her supple back. This isn’t helpful in preventing your erection from growing.
Her back’s so soft, you think. I bet her breasts are soft too. Nope, no no, not gonna think about that. Don’t you want do feel your Mother’s soft breasts? No, uh, math, polynomials, uh, roadkill. Take the towel off and squeeze those breasts. Remember that raccoon and all those maggots wriggling in it, really disgusting right? Take the towel off. Math, variables yeah real boring stuff. Take the towel OFF.
“Done!” you say, quickly standing up, hands in pockets to hide your boner. “Thanks honey!” Mom smiled, standing up too. “Now turn around, I’m gonna change quick.” “Ok,” you say, turning around to stand on the other side of a wall of lockers. You hear the towel flop to the ground, and squirt of the lotion bottle again. Your dick can’t help but throb.
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| Josh, age 18 |
