"Mom, no. That would be so wrong," Brayden protested - even as he allowed her to guide his hand down to where she wanted it most. Even as his fingers slid along her dampened lower lips. "We shouldn't be doing this," he whispered softly. But Laurie wasn't truly listening anymore, far too aroused for reason and self-preservation to win out. The tingling sensation between her legs had turned into an intense throbbing. An aching. She guided his hand for a moment more, then let go, and shivered almost violently as he kept moving his digits out of his own accord, his feather-light touch against her glistening sex.

"It's alright baby,"...