Andrew didn't move as his mother inched her way closer. The prospect of having her jerk him off was not an unpleasant one, as wrong as it was. But if no one knew, where was the harm, right? Her hand was warm on his thigh and he watched it creep the rest of the way up, moving his hands out of the way and pulling her panties with them. He sat there, on her bed, fully naked, his stiff cock standing straight up as her hand wrapped around its base. He moaned softly.<br/><br/>Never in his life would he have expected his mother to be the first girl to touch his naked, hard cock. Her hand was warm and soft as it closed around his thick girth and he stared down at it, wanting to watch as she stroked him off.