"MOMMMMM!" Brian said very loud and clearly. She had this glazed look on her face, as her eyes had deadlocked onto his penis, which he had only just masturbated a minute before and was softening on his thigh. As Brian was now recovering from his orgasmic haze and his mind starting to think more clearly, he quickly looked down and realized he hadn't covered himself up and his Mother was staring at his cock transfixed! He quickly shuffled and put a hand on his cock, tucking back into his boxers and buttoned the fly. As he looked back up to address his Mother again, she blinked and seemed as if she snapped out of a daydream.
Seconds ago, Allison was on her back naked, with her mouth being violated by Brian and his massive penis. In a breath, she was standing only a few feet in the doorway where she found him in the first place, only this time his penis wasn't visible. She stood disoriented for a few moments, but her mind still remembering what she endured. "I....um..." she began to try and piece together the moment. "Mom, are you ok?" Brian asked sincerely. "Yeah, I....I'm sorry I drifted off there for a moment....I didn't sleep well last night, I suppose I'm needing more coffee. Speaking of which, are you coming down to breakfast?" Brian simply nodded, still skeptical of how she was acting. "Ok great! Well it's ready, so...come on down! You don't have to get dressed if you don't want to..." she paused and caught herself. That was an odd thing for her to say. It came out casually and unfiltered. Her eyes quickly glancing at his thigh, where the clearly outlined phallus laid under the fabric. "I mean...of course you can come as you are, if you want. If you...don't have your clothes ready for the day." She said to try and justify the comment, but her mouth kept going. "And...I'm going shopping later today. Do you need anything? New underwear? Are your current ones, comfortable enough?" The moment felt more tense as Brian felt more uncomfortable. "Mom...i'm fine, ill be down in one minute". She glanced one last time, peeling her eyes away to walk back out the door. Brian left laying on his bed, propped up with arms behind him. "What is happening today?!?!" he muttered to himself.
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