Jake does not remember entering the kitchen, yet here he was, only dressed in a towel, apparently fresh out of the shower, on his way grabbing something to drink.
And there, his incredibly voluptuous mother sat at the table, coffee on one hand, and her phone in the other.
Not acknowledging him at all.
Jake couldn't help himself but to invade her personal space.
His towel tenting obscenely right into her beautiful face. Mia, his mother, kept her blue eyes focused on her phone.
He felt himself grow impossibly hard under the towel.
Harder than he has ever been in his 18 years.
As if lead by an unknown force he let his towel fall.
Jake kept himself focused on the microwave behind his mother, he was deadly afraid that he might cum right into her face if he looked down.
Yet he couldn't help himself. The view made him gasp, he couldn't remember when his cock looked as threatening and huge as it did just now.
His tip was wet with precum, any second know he'd cum into her beautiful and unassuming face, any second now.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Fuck!" With a loud and blaring beeping Jake woke up from his wonderful dream.
"That was the best part, fuck man!" he thought to himself angrily. Understandably he woke up with an aching hard on, so he delayed getting up and opted to relax a bit longer.
For a fleeting moment he planned to strip down his boxers and just get it over with now, but then he heard familiar steps approaching his door, and knew that just like usual his mom would barge in without a care in the world.
Privacy has always been a foreign word in this household.
The door opened and in came the same beautifully proportioned women he dreamed off, however this time she was very real.