Curse of an overactive libido

Barry felt the beginnings of another overly painful erection. Nevermind that he had just finished cumming. He could feel the crust of semen on the outlines of the pants he was wearing.

God, his mother looked so goddamn debauched at the moment.

Her nude body felt like it was pulsing in time to his own needs and wants. A glimmer of guilt surfaced as he watched her secretly without her knowledge. It was true when they say that an over-active libido is sometimes a burden.

By now his cock was pressing painfully at the seams of his pants. His balls protested their anger at being confined when stimulated. He felt the urge to throw caution to the wind.

Keeping one eye on his mother, he tried to move his cock to a more comfortable resting position. Nothing seemed to work. Even the tried and true waistband manoeuver didn't garner any results. It dawned on him in that point in time that there was only one option left. To strip.