#76573 - Touch - Chapter 1 Happy Birthday John my mother said with a smile across her face How are you feeling my big 18 year old boy? Meh I mumbled through my morning daze, my Mom always had an uncanny ability to be bright and cheery first thing in the morning, an ability that was lost on me. Her hands quickly scrambled for my shorts and gripped onto the waist band, she pulled on it and led me up her body until I was kneeling on either side of her shoulders. She let out little sexy whimpers of anticipation as I unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, my eyes refocused on her crotch expecting to have some kind of underwear to remove next but there were none, just the clean shaven, visibly wet pussy of one of my best friends.