Casually break the hug, pretending you didn`t notice what she did
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That was getting dangerously close to becoming uncontrollable! She IS your mother after all, isn`t she? You try to break her hug, but she just tightens her thighs once more, squeezing your hard rock meat as she did so. “Already? Let mommy hug you a bit more!” she says as you realize her love juices are running through her thighs and soaking your cock. She tightens her hug a bit more, then finally let you go.
As she backs away from, you can see that her huge left jug has escaped out of her morning robe, proudly showing a huge dark areola with a very erect nipple. You can also notice that she was so wet that her love juices are actually literally dripping into the room`s carpet. That sight made your boner even stiffer, so you decided to turn around and wear some pants to hide it.
She puts one of her hands into your forehead, as if trying to feel if you still had any fever “Good… You`re as healthy as ever…” she says, pausing for a bit and checking your new body with her eyes once more before continuing “Heh… Maybe even healthier than before” she jokes as one of her hands slowly feels your bums.
“Mom…” you reply, at the verge of completely losing control.
Still, she kept her hand lightly feeling your buttocks as you were finishing to dress. After hearing what sounded like a small gasp of air, you checked your mother through the mirror only to see she was using her other hand to finger herself as she was touching you! Her eyes meet yours through the mirror reflection for an instant, and she timidly grins before stopping touching you and herself. “You are going to break so many hearts out there, dear… I`m almost envious of all those little ladies” she says biting her lips.
Then she gives you another hug, and says “Now, get yourself ready and meet us downstairs for some breakfast ASAP, you hear me?”
You quickly dress the only piece of clothes that fitted you (a big tank top your father gave you that was too big before) and a large pair of jeans that still has a very tight fitting, to the point of barely hiding the huge bulk you now have in your loins. After quickly fixing your messed hair, you: