Bending down to pick her up, she threw her good arm around my neck. She was completely naked. My arms grasped her around her torso. Her breasts crushed up against me. She was heavy in my arms. My right hand grabbed her arse unconsciously to help support her.
She hadn't washed and I could smell her pissy vagina. It was mixed with the sweet scent of female body odour. I think I felt her vagina touch my skin.
I loosened my grip on her body when she was steady and had found her feet, but her arm remained firm around my neck. She was breathing heavily, but was otherwise silent now. I kept my arms loosely around her back. She had frozen in my arms, and I could feel her breath on my chest as she looked to the ground.
She knelt into me a little and for the first time I was concious of my fat cock, semi-erect, brushing against her through my thin jogger bottoms. I looked down at it but I caught something else: my mum's pussy, a few inches away from the head of my cock. I gasped audibly.
Just then my mum came to her senses, her mind was back in the room. She looked up, her face almost touching mine. Her pupils were so dilated. "I don't think I'll get changed after all!" She said with a cheeky smile.
We loosened our grips on one another. I went to the lounge and sat on the sofa. A few moments later she came out, still completely naked. Eyes wide, I looked at her gorgeous tits and she smiled in a mock-disapproval sort of way.
"We'll finished that card game," she said nonchalantly as she came back from the kitchen with some water.
The table we were playing on was see-through glass and she could see after about 2 minutes of playing that my erection was uncontrollable.
"Your move," I said anxiously. She didn't respond. Her eyes were fixed on the tent in my pants and an evil grin was upon her lips.
She suddenly stood up, walked around the table to my side, knelt down and pulled me towards her.