"Thomas! My goodness Dear, you're as hard as a rock."
"I'm sorry Mother," I said. "But I'm not lying about all those things I said. Your body really is perfect." I motioned towards my hard c**k. "This is what you do to me."
"The best compliment so far. Please continue!"
I spread lotion onto her legs and started working my way up. Mom adjusted the chair so that she was sitting up and could watch me work.
"Well, I told you I'm a leg man and how nice your legs look from the back. If anything, they're even better looking in front. So firm, and muscular in the right kind of curvy way."
Mom spread her legs a bit. "Do the insides of my thighs again, please."
I was happy to comply and soon she was dripping wet, making a little damp spot on the lounger fabric. This time I didn't bother trying
