After several years of jerking my c*** thinking of my mom mostly, being cooped up together finally took its toll. We were both h**** from being apart from out spouses for an extended period of time. We talked about it and figured if neither of us said anything, who would know? My mom got out of the shower and put on her robe. She went into her bedroom in front of her big dresser mirror and started blow drying her hair.
When she was almost done I came up behind her and started kissing the side of her neck. My mom let out a moan. As I continued kissing, I reached around pulling open her robe enough I could grab her b****, which I did. My mom was breathing heavy now as I began fondling them and twisting her n******. Her robe fell open and I could see her dark pubic triangle in the mirror reflection. I pulled her robe off her shoulders and down to get her arms out, then I tossed it on her chair. I leaned her forward with her hands on her dresser exposing her p**** to me. She