 Her breathing was quite shallow. I stood over her and watched her chest slowly rising and falling. Sweat ran down my forehead and into my eyes. It stung terribly, but I did not dare take my eyes off of her. I quietly stepped back into my closet and slid my hand down my pants. My brown was pulsing with anticipation. My eyes widened further as I began milking myself. It wasn't long before my thick legs started convulsing and my testicles tightened as my matte juice oozed out of my flesh stick. Shame flooded my now trembling body and I snapped out of my fantasy. I gave one last smile to my sleeping mother and headed back to my own bed.