Fuck, you looked at it again! Vicky chided herself internally, suppressing a slew of uncomfortable thoughts which bubbled to the surface of her mind’s eye from some hidden, unconscious depth. Unfortunately for Vicky, she was all too aware that in an instant her thoughts had contemplated the proportions of Donny’s flaccid cock. Before she could even snatch a breath, her mind had conjured up an expectation of his penis in an erect state. She was disgusted that her primal brain had even gone so far as to consider how within her grip. Will my fingers reached around it fully?
“Well..I ugh…,” gurgled Vicky as Donny finally gained the presence of mind to reach for the towel. As Donny budged, Vicky caught a closer glimpse of his testicles, thanks to his sagging penis possessing sufficient mass to swing to the side like a giant pendulum, unveiling the complete package behind.
Fucking hell. Look at those things! But he’s just your boy?!, thought Vicky as she apprehended the sight of a whopping sack of flesh suspended low and heavy, glistening with a fine mist of sweat.
It’s really hot today. I guess that’s why it’s hanging all over the place like that, Vicky found herself reasoning as her eyes darted to and from his nether region, bewildered.
Once Donny had fetched the towel and swiftly positioned it in front of his genitals, he returned to an idle position, unsure of what was to come. For a moment Vicky sensed and restrained the urge to grin at the somewhat cute sight of her son standing there like a good little boy awaiting instruction.
Vicky knew that she had to say something, but she didn’t quite filter her first thoughts, blurting off the cuff: “..I just didn’t expect you to be so big…it startled me!”
Donny’s eyebrows went north, astonished at his mother’s words. Little did Donny know that his mother was equally amazed at her candidness.
Vicky kicked herself for being so stupid. One thing was clear though: there was no simply way to backpedal out of a comment like that, and so she resolved to press on as though there was no reason to be ashamed or awkward about it.
I’ll show him it doesn’t bother me, thought Vicky.
“Well you’ve left nothing to the imagination, Donny. Don’t bother with the towel now, really…” said Vicky somewhat reproachfully, quietly reveling in her command of this odd little situation. Donny’s face and shoulders sunk softly at the hint of scorn in his mother’s words, but he did as he was told, bashfully pulling the towel to the side like a red curtain, unveiling what appeared to Vicky to be good 6 or so inches of thick, limp meat.
Vicky tried to compose herself and adopt a mature, motherly attitude — above the situation — but again, she was assailed by the twisted, unsettling little thoughts that emerged earlier from the deep recesses of her mind. She doubted her own intentions, detecting more than a little whiff of delight in seeing her son’s impressive penis made available for her viewing again.
Wow…his size… well, he has gone through puberty.. I just… haven’t seen his penis in so long, thought Vicky as she freely scrutinized her son’s manhood. It looks like it’s bigger than his father’s..hmm..jesus! Are you really comparing their cocks? Well, why wouldn’t you? Don’t be so hard on yourself. It’s the animal part of you just doing its thing, she continued to wrestle with her internal appraisal.