-
Mom Caught on cam
Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: xiahoudun, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Ricky," I said. "You don't hear me complaining, do you?" My hand was still covering his, but I was not moving his hand back toward my knee. "That shoulder massage was not that great," I said, laughing. He did not move his hand, though. He did not laugh, either. I looked at him -- he had a strange look on his face, as if he wanted to say something but he was afraid. "What's the matter, hon," I asked. "Are you okay?" "I have something to tell you, Mom," he said, looking as if he was going to cry. "Baby," I said, "what's the matter?" My hand was still covering his, although he had not tried to move it. "I know it was you I was watching on cam, Mom," he said. I had heard of people saying their bl**d ran cold, but until that moment I did not know what that phrase meant. I was in shock, I think, afraid I would faint. "What?," was all I could say. "The guys have been watching this amazingly sexy woman online for a while," he said. "They told me about her, so I started watching. It wasn't long before I recognized your room in the background." "Oh my God, Ricky, I am so embarrassed," I said. I couldn't think of anything else to say. "Do your friends know it's me?" "Don't worry, Mom," he said, "They would never recognize your room and you've done a good job of keeping your face out of the picture." "I guess that's something to be thankful for," I said. ... "I'm really am embarrassed, though, and ashamed." "Please don't be," he said. "I know everyone thinks this woman on cam is the hottest woman they've ever seen. I agree," he said, smiling now. "But Ricky," I said, "what am I going to do?" "Why do you have to do anything?," he asked, "nothing's going to happen. No one knows." "I know, Ricky," I said, "and you know. That's more than enough." I leaned over and cradled my head in my hands with my elbows on the counter. As I did so, I released Ricky's hand that I had been holding against my leg. His hand began moving again, his fingertips lightly touching my thigh. His fingertips reached the hem of my skirt again, but this time I did not stop him. I was enjoying the sensation of his touch and I was curious to see how far he would go. "Wow," he said, sliding his fingers slightly under my skirt. "I wish I had remembered doing this when I was just a k**. This feels wonderful." "I'm glad you are enjoying yourself," I said. Looking down, I noticed his erection in his basketball shorts. He did not seem to notice me seeing him in hat condition. His shorts were rather thin, so his condition was noticeable. It seemed he was lost in thought -- and I had little doubt of what he was thinking. His eyes were closed and his hand was gently caressing my leg. As his hand slid a little farther under my skirt, more of my thigh became visible. As he continued ...