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Mom pushed on my wrist again. I held myself firm, fighting her resistance and sinking the side of my ring finger into her pussy's tender folds. Mom arched her back, pushing her titties and thick nipples outward, and I wiggled my little finger, slipping two knuckles beneath her panties. She uttered a soft whimper as my digit slid against her mound. Her pubic hairs feathered my skin, the strands softer and fuller than the finest threads of silk. "Mark," Mom whispered.