Andrew was in a pickle. To get to his clothes, he would have to go through his mother. She happened to be blocking his path towards his closet and there was no other way to go. He shuffled forward slightly, hands still trying to cover his erection, when her question stopped him. "I...uh...like...find....older women...attractive." He mumbles out, unsure how exactly to answer such a question with out sounding like a perv. His mother was hot and that was part of it. His friends had hot moms too, and the idea of being with a woman who knew everything and did everything was arousing.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Peter kept grinding his cock against her. It was one way for him to feel some pleasure down there since she wasn't using her hands the way he was. "They're...amazing." He murmurs back to her, fingertips pulling the cups of her bra down to expose her breasts fully. His lips close around one of her nipples, flicking his tongue to rub along the hardened bud. She was certainly a beautiful girl with some of the nicest breasts he had ever seen.