The bedsheets rustled as his mother released him and stood up. Her finger nails were long, pointed, and painted matte grey. XXX She was gorgeous. A cool breeze gave him goosebumps as it filled the room, bringing with it the salty smell of the beach. His pants found themselves around his ankles, and his hand firmly around his cock, in mere seconds. His stomach was in knots. He was right. Her finger nails were long, pointed, and painted matte grey. He was right. This vacation had been planned for months as his 18th birthday present. “Honey, our family has a way of doing things, and, while it may not seem like it right now, this was the only way to tell you without things getting… you know… weird.”
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