Without a second invitation he pulled his trousers and boxers down around his ankles. Can I look after you mum, you know really look after you?” Bobby waited for his mother’s answer. Xxnx Free of her pantyhose, Ruth walked back into the kitchen; skirt held up so her son could look at her panties, and she walked very deliberately up to Bobby and stood very close in front of him. “What’s wrong with them?”
Was all Ruth could think to ask being slightly taken aback by her son’s bluntness and forwardness, but it sent a little shiver through her. Bobby was stunned and he gasped loudly. Don’t you want to look good for me?” Bobby pleaded. Then she had an epiphany; Bobby was her man and she was his woman, and she had never been so sure of anything in her life.
