At some point, my mother tugged my hands down from her shoulders and back to her tits.My father adjusted his position between snores. His face was no longer aimed towards the TV. His closed eyes were facing my mother and me.When he first moved, I froze, poised to jerk my hands off my mother’s tits. Mom’s grip on my hands intensified, holding them in place, moulded to her breasts. With no reaction from my father, I returned to playing with my mother’s boobs.At one point, I leaned down to give Mom a hickey making, sucking kiss on her neck. Mom approved of me putting my mark, my brand on her. She moaned that approval.Mom decided we needed to get back to where we were before my father interrupted us. Once again, she tugged her T-shirt up, freeing her massive tits for my hands. And, once again, I took full advantage of the free access.We finished watching the movie, mother and son, cuddled up on the couch, indulging in breast play. While the final credits were rolling across the screen,. I may have to see if she can be trusted with more while she is here at dinner.Around 5 Danny and company arrived, and we all said our hellos and sat down to chat. Mom, Danny’s dad and Sara were all talking as Danny, Jake and I were off to the side in our own little group. While we talked, I probed Sara’s mind, I didn’t like doing this without permission, but I needed to know before telling her. It was a little difficult to read her but I broke thru what I felt like was a mental shield and as I did Sara started to look around and I quickly broke the link before she could figure out it was me. Danny answered a bit worried. Danny suggested, and I nodded in agreement slightly. I thought towards Sara. I waited a few moments before I could hear her answer. Sara sounded a little annoyed. I apologized to Sara.We were interrupted by mom to announce that dinner was done. She had stayed home today to fix lasagna for tonight. A three-meat, four-cheese colossus lasagna, along with some veggies.
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