I placed my hand on Otis's belt, unfastening the leather clasp and removing the metal one. and pulled down his pants. My heart was racing as I slowly reached inside his boxer briefs.
I lifted his underwear, and it looked like a tent, the tip of which was slowly getting wet and pointing towards me. It felt so big and hard.
"Please don't hate me, Otis."
I pulled down his underwear while feeling conflicted about the inappropriate situation of his biological mother exposing her son's lower body. Otis' pants got caught on his erect penis, and I couldn't bring them down properly.
Make sure to bend and stroke the tip! With a sudden movement, Otis' penis appeared right in front of me. It was different from the cute one I remembered, as it no longer had a foreskin and the thickness and length seemed to have changed.His cock, in all its glory, was there, rocking hard and ready to be sucked!
