Waking up John

Desiree Primrose stood with her back to the wall her body burning with a desire that was sadly unquinched. She leaned her head back into the room for the hundredth time.

She kept replaying the events from 20 minutes ago over in her head. She knew what she wanted to do but wasn't sure if she should.

When she looked into the room she noticed Stacy had rolled away from John and now had her back turned away from the door.

Now's my chance, she thought excitedly. She tiptoed over to where John was sleeping and reached out with shacking hands. She placed them on his chest. Shit he was so warm. She let her hands slide down to his rock hard abs. She froze as he stirred. When his breathing returned to normal she let her soft hands continue their journey southward.

"Mmmmmm," she purred as she realized he was completely bare down there. She saw the thin blanket covering her prize slowly start to rise.

Stacy's mom looked back up to John's sleeping face just to make sure he was still out. With that confirmed she let her palm slide over his half hard member. She took his hardening cock into her hand and slowly began stroking him. Damn he was big she thought.

She froze again as John let out a loud moan. Her heart was racing. She wanted to slide his hard cock into her wet little pussy right now but knew she couldn't. Not with her daughter in the room.

Before she lost her nerve she removed her hand from his proud flag pole and pulled the blanket back up over his chest.

"John," she whispered. "John get up."

She placed a hand over his mouth as she saw his eyes flutter open.