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Until that point your hug could have been seen as just loving and on the edge of propriety, but now it was clearly something else. Something your mom was clearly conflicted on how to feel about. Emotions warred on her face, still smiling but her eyes and forehead crinkling as she considered how to break away. with own smile genuinely growing larger and while looking into her eyes, you twitch your hands again, causing the delicious tremors you can feel but haven't looked to see yet. But you've memorized how they move over the past two years, watching her wear these nightys on the weekends and in the evenings when just close family was around. She begins to try and raise her hands and push your arms down, but in your surprise hug you had pinned them against her sides and they were unable to effectively grab your arms, much less move them away. Her face crinkles in worried frowns as she realizes her situation, and at that moment you choose to slide your arms up, freeing her arms to move a bit more, but in the process dragging them apart so that your hands ran over her nipples and ended up cupping her tits in your young hands. Her newly mobile hands were rising to pull your own away, but at the new contact her back stiffens and she freezes. The motion causes her tits to thrust forward into your palms a bit more, and you take the opportunity to squeeze the melons more fully now. Still without breaking eye contact, you begin to slowly move your hands around. Not removing them from her tits, more kneading them as your hands clench and unclench and move in slow circles. | Until that point your hug could have been seen as just loving and on the edge of propriety, but now it was clearly something else. Something your mom was clearly conflicted on how to feel about. Emotions warred on her face, still smiling but her eyes and forehead crinkling as she considered how to break away. with own smile genuinely growing larger and while looking into her eyes, you twitch your hands again, causing the delicious tremors you can feel but haven't looked to see yet. But you've memorized how they move over the past two years, watching her wear these nightys on the weekends and in the evenings when just close family was around. She begins to try and raise her hands and push your arms down, but in your surprise hug you had pinned them against her sides and they were unable to effectively grab your arms, much less move them away. Her face crinkles in worried frowns as she realizes her situation, and at that moment you choose to slide your arms up, freeing her arms to move a bit more, but in the process dragging them apart so that your hands ran over her nipples and ended up cupping her tits in your young hands. Her newly mobile hands were rising to pull your own away, but at the new contact her back stiffens and she freezes. The motion causes her tits to thrust forward into your palms a bit more, and you take the opportunity to squeeze the melons more fully now. Still without breaking eye contact, you begin to slowly move your hands around. Not removing them from her tits, more kneading them as your hands clench and unclench and move in slow circles. | ||
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As she looks at you over her shoulder, you tighten your arms across her ribs and keep a gentle pressure of your hands on the bottom of her bra-less tits. Her smile holds, but as your hug lengthens she starts to look a bit uncomfortable with the closeness of your position.
"What brings on this show of affection?" she asks, trying to keep the moment light.
"Just appreciating my beautiful mom," you smile brightly as you twitch your hands up a little bit and cause her breasts to jiggle slightly.
Until that point your hug could have been seen as just loving and on the edge of propriety, but now it was clearly something else. Something your mom was clearly conflicted on how to feel about. Emotions warred on her face, still smiling but her eyes and forehead crinkling as she considered how to break away. with own smile genuinely growing larger and while looking into her eyes, you twitch your hands again, causing the delicious tremors you can feel but haven't looked to see yet. But you've memorized how they move over the past two years, watching her wear these nightys on the weekends and in the evenings when just close family was around. She begins to try and raise her hands and push your arms down, but in your surprise hug you had pinned them against her sides and they were unable to effectively grab your arms, much less move them away. Her face crinkles in worried frowns as she realizes her situation, and at that moment you choose to slide your arms up, freeing her arms to move a bit more, but in the process dragging them apart so that your hands ran over her nipples and ended up cupping her tits in your young hands. Her newly mobile hands were rising to pull your own away, but at the new contact her back stiffens and she freezes. The motion causes her tits to thrust forward into your palms a bit more, and you take the opportunity to squeeze the melons more fully now. Still without breaking eye contact, you begin to slowly move your hands around. Not removing them from her tits, more kneading them as your hands clench and unclench and move in slow circles.
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