Andrew cast his head down as he passed by his mother, taking the step or two past her to reach his closet. He must have stepped too quickly though as her hand brushed his thigh as he passed her, unaware it had been an intentional thing. Which brought him to his next conundrum. His cock was still hard, still yearning for release that had been so close before his mother had rudely interrupted his pleasant jerk-off session, which meant that he still needed to keep 2-hands over it. But he couldn't reach for a pair of pants with out having to uncover himself right there in front of his mother. "I, hm, um, can you pass me a pair of pants, please?" He asks, hoping she'd do so with no fuss.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Mhmm..." was all Peter could murmur back to Gabrielle as he sucked on her nipple. He felt her back arch and then her bra was gone, causing him to smile against her, even as her hips ground against his hardness. He moaned softly as he felt her hands on his pants, unbuckling his belt. He liked where this was heading. His mouth kissed a trail over to her other breast, starting to shower it with attention, his tongue lolling over it and his teeth nipping at her hardened bud, while he used his hands to massage her breasts.