I dreamed that I came to visit Kate and we made love to her. So on the eighth, I woke up early from the cruellest riser. My women were still asleep, and after drinking coffee, I sat down at the computer. Almost automatically, pictures from a dream were spinning in my head, I turned on a video clip, where a young guy “fought” in all holes a woman of about forty. This video not only did not reassure me, but even more excited.

For a moment he stopped listening. There was silence in the apartment. Without doubting that I would manage to do all my affairs, I took off my leotard, and, lowering my underpants, sat down comfortably in front of the screen. Looking intently at the screen presented himself in the frame. And that I “fry” a sexy “mommy” in all available holes ... At this time, with my hand, I began to stroke the phallus, twitching convulsively at my touch. Slightly squeezed the testicles, and began to caress the excited member who had gotten a stake, moving along the trunk. The dark-red head, then appeared outward, in a moment to disappear under its tight flesh. Falling into ecstasy, I sat back, stretching my legs to the sides. The hand accelerated the movement, and I was breathing heavily. The face twisted in a sweet grimace. From behind the door, there was a rustling still on the verge of hearing, a sigh stifled a little later, and I realized that they were spying on me. Without giving the appearance that I had discovered surveillance and slowed down, although it was difficult. I am sure that this is Galya, as if inadvertently I turned on the armchair towards the door. Let him look with the best overview.

It is not enough for her that we regularly fuck, - I thought, because she also wants to spy! Well let him watch! Next time I will make her do the same trick in front of me.

Sure that she is about to open the door and burst into the room with an excited smile.

I continued my caresses.

“You should hurry Galina,” I thought, “but I’ll finish it without you!”

And the next moment I was not thinking about it. I began to "flatten." The hips tightened, the scrotum grew into the groin, and the eggs seemed to swell. A pair of movements and a jet of seed will fly out, splashing the table and the comp. Convulsive effort pulls up panties. I have time! But now they only wash. This is necessary, as I have accumulated. Out of breath from pleasant work, I sit relaxed, frantically gasping for air. The video ended a long time ago, and the monitor showed the dark square of the player.

I listened. There is silence in the corridor.

- Gone bitch! - I was somewhat taken aback. - I didn’t go in, I didn’t say hello ... I peeped into the bushes! Okay, - I thought, - "Tears of a mouse will flow to a cat!".

Carefully pulling off the pants filled with sperm, and walk up to the closet, getting clean. I go to the bath to wash. Panties fly to the laundry basket, and myself become a shower, washing away sweat, dirt, and the remnants of sperm.

When I get out of the bath, I hear the cracking of a spoon on the cup. I rush in, wiping my head with a towel and stand still ... Mom stands near the stove and pours hot water into her cup. All my accusatory speeches are forgotten, and I, stupidly gawking at her back, covered with a crumpled shirt, ask:

- And Galya where?

She, slowly turning her face towards me, examines me with interest and, after a pause, replies:

- Well, where can she be? Sleeps more! It's you and I get up early. She'll sleep till noon.

My face fills with "paint" and my ears are burning.

Sailed! I jerked off, and my mother watched me do it ... Yes, and turned to the door ...

Unable to withstand her gaze, I turn and hide in my room, tightly closing the door. I sat on the sofa and covered my face with shame, trying to figure out: “What am I to do?”. With Galya to consult, but she sleeps ...

Suddenly there is a knock at the door, and my mother’s voice says:

- Sergei, can I come in?

—... — I said nothing.

She opens the door and, looking at me, comes in, immediately closing it. I look at her through my fingers, waiting for the dressing. But she is silent. We see how hard it is to start. I also can not find the words, but to justify myself, for some reason, reluctance.

- You know, son ... - she sighs, - you became big and I was surprised why I never saw you with a girl?

—... — I remain silent.

“You don't have her?” And why are you doing this? - the words are given her with difficulty.

I take my hands off the burning face and look at her. I see how her cheeks are hot and how hard it is for her to find the words so as not to offend me.

- The time will come, and you will find your soul mate ... Do not torture yourself like this ... It is harmful ...

- And now I want! - unexpectedly rude, but with a note of request, I squeeze.

- Yes. Of course, she agrees, but I can't give it to you! I am your mother, and so you can not do ... This is incest!

- And why, - playing the fool, I answer, - you can spy on it?

- Well, you are an adult and you know ... I accidentally saw ...

Realizing that I will not break off, I begin to get angry:

- Bla, bla, bla ... Words, words, words ... - hinting at this episode, I say bitterly, - with a goat, a boss, yes! And I poboku ...

Her face went blotched and she turned red like a cancer.

“Then I didn’t have a way out, and I had to support you ...” she whispers, confused.

And you just yelled at the "insult" to the whole apartment, - for some reason I say, feeling that this is rude and superfluous.

“You heard me,” she began to get angry, “you yourself will be in this situation, you will understand.” It's hard for me, but my own son reproaches. I did this for you and your daughter! - she tries to convince not so much me, but rather herself.

“Then why not do it now?” Only for me?

—... - she looks at me with a dead look, tears flowed from her eyes, - and you become a bastard! Seryozha! I'm your mom!

- Yeah ... - I grunted, - that's just you do not want to help.

She clenched her teeth so that her face began to play with nicks.

The conversation is over! Consider that he was not there, and turning around sharply, she left the room.

4. Substitution ...

I sat in the room until breakfast, realizing that I was wrong in talking in this way. But she herself started the conversation, and I just developed the topic ...

Then Galya came to me and called me to eat. When I sat down at the table and looked at my mother, she did not look away. Her face was kind of thoughtful and quiet.

They talked during the meal, and my sister showed that she would visit me in the evening. And then she added:

- I probably will not come overnight.

“And there you are,” my mother put in melancholically.

- And what Serega same night goes? - Galya became interested.

“Probably,” she said.

- Yes, I'm not going anywhere! I will sit at home! I have nowhere to go ... - I began to wind up again.

- That's fine. And then I thought one would have to celebrate the holiday ... - Mom was delighted.

My sister looked at her mother suspiciously and, snorting, went into the room. She returned a minute later, carrying our gift.

Recalling the morning incident, I quickly, while it was not yet opened, said:

It was her idea, I only worked as a porter.

We took turns to come and kiss the mother on the cheek, and she began to open the package.

When the package was removed, three boxes with colorful pictures emerged from it, making items of underwear for women. A cry of delight and my ladies disappeared to try on new clothes for my mother, and I remained on duty in the kitchen. Tacking everything, again went to his room.

I was sitting, playing the old version of the Duma, “urine evil” as soon as possible. In the 3D version it was quite interesting. A sister looked a couple of times, and then her mother came in. She asked:

- Do you mind if I invite Christina in the evening? She has nowhere else to go.

“Yeah, invite me,” without listening to the question, I nodded.

“Then we should go to the store, and thanks for the gift,” she came over and kissed my cheek, “let's get ready and go.” There on the table is a note of what to buy and money. I'm at the hairdresser ...

Then Galya came in again:

- If you want, come with me, you seem to have a falling out with Lenka ....