"You're very tense Jason." Mom whispered.

"I...uh," I fought to say something and could only come up with, "Lot on my mind."

"You need to relax honey." Mom said, then sliding her hand down under the sheet grabbed my cock. "ohh you are tense." She purred, "Look how stiff this muscle is."

"Mom stop!" I tried to sit up, but she dug her arm into my stomach.

'It's Cynthia." She said softly, "Mom wouldn't be stroking your cock, now would she?" I gasped as she began sliding her hand up and down the length of my engorged dick.

"C...Cynthia please," I whined, trying to squirm out of her grasp.

"Please?"...