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I turned off the vacuum and did as instructed. She took me in her arms again, continuing our embrace from the laundry room. The heat from her p***y seared my erection. She kissed my cheek again and said, "Honey, your c**k has been hard all morning. I'm going to take care of it for you!" Before I could reply (as if I could!), she pushed me down to the leather couch. She got on her knees next to me as we both sank into the cushions. "Do you swear not to tell anyone what we're about to do?" she whispered in my ear. "Of course not, Mom!" Having gotten my consent, Mom kissed me in a way mothers and sons shouldn't. Actually, I'd never had a girl kiss me like that, EVER! As we kissed, she reached down and stroked my c**k. I massaged her breasts to return the favor. Her n*****s didn't get