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Measuring My Cum - pt10

Date: 2/13/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: griffen1, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

which had twitched a bit! "Tell you what, why don't I go downstairs and get some coffee for us both, and we can drink it up here and talk until we manage to get you going again," said mom. I nodded in agreement. Mom got up and put her bathrobe on again, and disappeared out of the room. "I won't be long," she said as she left. I felt something touch my arm and I rolled over and opened my eyes drowsily. There seemed to be some kind of fabric touching my skin, and then I realised I was on mom's bed with a blanket over me. Mom stood over me next to the bed, shaking me gently on the arm and holding a cup. "Jacob, you fell asl**p, wake up now." "Oh, sorry mom," I said sl**pily. "How long have I been asl**p?" "Over an hour. When I came up with the coffee, you were already dozing away. I didn't want to disturb you as I though a rest would you good," mom winked at me as she said this, "So I went back down again and gave your auntie Jean a call." "Here, have some coffee now -- it'll wake you up." I sat up and took the coffee cup from mom. I let the blanket still cover me from the waist down. Mom sat down on the bed facing me, still in her white bathrobe. I sipped the coffee. It was good and fresh, and I began to shake off my sl**piness. "Your aunt Jean is doing well and says hello," said mom. "What made you phone her?" I asked. "You know I always call her on the weekend," replied mom. "It was just a general catch up chat." Mom and her s****r Jean, who was a couple of years older than ... mom, were quite close and spoke regularly. Aunt Jean lived on the West Coast, but she and mom would speak on the phone regularly -- at least once or twice a week, and also visit each other several times a year. Aunt Jean lived on her own now, as her husband had died a few years back of a heart attack. They never had k**s. Mom was always asking aunt Jean to move closer to us, but she had got so used to where she was, she'd never made the move, so far at least. Then a thought hit me. "Err, mom... you haven't said anything to aunt Jean about my... ah... you know... condition. I know you're very close." "Mom looked down at the bed for a moment and said, "Well, I haven't gone into any great detail, but I have told her you have some personal medical problem and we and seeing a doctor about it. That's all." "Oh, well I suppose that's ok then. I would be embarrassed if you had said anything else." "But Jacob, your aunt Jean is like a second mom to you, I'm sure she would be very concerned and want to see you get well. Of course, I haven't gone into any detail -- certainly not about ...you know... our extra little activities, and what we are doing now." I decided to let the subject drop, although I wasn't quite sure how much mom had told auntie Jean. I finished the coffee whilst we had been speaking and placed the cup on the bedside table, feeling refreshed and fully awake again. Mom smiled at me cheekily. "That's better. You've had a good rest now. How are you feeling?" "Fine" I said. ...