“There’s A Hair Here.  Let Me Get It For You, Mom.” You Said As You Reached Up To Pull The Hair

“There’s a hair here.  Let me get it for you, Mom.” you said as you reached up to pull the hair off her breast.  I took a few seconds to get hold of it and your mother watched as your fingers pressed against her tenderly.  She glanced up into your eyes and could see you were embarrassed but aroused by it, so she put her hand on yours and pressed it into her boob.

“Forget about the hair, son.. just know that I’m enjoying your hand there and I hope you can enjoy it too.”