Barely...

Brad pulls himself away from his mothers crotch. A large darkened wet stain dominate the part of her panties on and around her pussy. It wasnt from her being turned on. Time was frozen completely, so their was literally no reaction, physical or otherwise. It was all his own saliva. All the same, it made his dick jump and he nearly came to see that mark there on her panties. As if she did somehow like his menstrations and approve of what he had done to her.

Still, he had to stop. This had already gone much farther than he had expected. And despite what his dick was telling him, this was not the time or place to fuck his mom.

He did however, need to take care of his boner. It was so hard it hurt, which he didnt think was actually possible. But here he was, still on his knees before his depantsed mother, and hard as a bar of steel.

His eyes never left the wet spot in his mothers underwear. It was stupid and risky, but he made up his mind before concious thought even entered his mind.

He had experimented with the Watch enough to know physical sensations would strike after he restarted time. Which, if he had to guess, would mean his mom would get the sensation of almost ten minutes of cunnilingas wash over her instantly. A physical reaction which would certainly hide his saliva in her underwear. So what else could it hide?

Brad rose to his feet. He was taller than his mom at six feet two inches.

It felt odd to say the least, to stand like this before her. His own pants around his thighs while her lay in a pile of fabric around her ankles. It was perhaps the most erotic sight he had ever seen.

He couldnt fully explain it. His weakness for a woman with her pants around her ankles and panties on display beneath. Perhaps it was the way it stripped the power away from her. After all, how could she scold him if everyone could see her girly pink panties? Perhaps it was how **** she was now? Perhaps he was just a degenerate who got off on humiliating the women in his life.

Brad knew he shouldnt. He knew that it would be a massive step, heralding a change in their relationship forever, even if he was the only one who knew that he had cum in her panties while she was wearing them. But his throbbing dick demanded attention, and there was no way he could make it up to Megan's room to use her to relieve his dick.

He walked around behind her and nearly came on the spot. Her ass truly was her best feature. It had no sag, not cellulite. No blemmish at all. It was a tight and firm as it had been the day the idiot she called a husband and he and his siblings a father knocked her up. Hell it had probably improved like fine wine with age and a little more heft. He wished he could see his mother twerk. God her ass was ment to be shook. Such a shame she was such a serious bitch.

He stepped closer, and his dick came in contact with his mothers satin cover ass.

It too all of his restraint not to cum right then and there. With out hesitation he grabbed the back of his mothers panties with one hand and his dick with the other. Pull the fabric out and down, Brad exposed his mothers ass, and beneath that, the gusset of her panties.

Like a soldier on the firing line, he took aim and blasted his mothers gusset, that part in closet contact with her pussy, with his cum, nearly blacking out in the process.

He whips her panties back up before he stumbles against the counter, breathing like he had just run a marathon, and some of his jizz running down the inside of his mothers thigh.

He quickly pulls her pants back up and redoes them. He then steps back into the hall, ready to restart time, and see what happens...