“Let's get to it,” it came from behind me, and my mother went into the bathroom, came to me, and with the words, “Stand up so I can wash you,” began to help me to my feet. That will be a mess, it crossed my mind, but there was no point in defending myself. I just straightened up, and immediately noticed how she wouldn't, the swollen cock protruding into the space at the level of her chest, and even though the wide acorn from which the foreskin slid was half-covered with foam, it glowed directly in the space. Lauren rolled her eyes… “what's that supposed to mean? …. are you normal?”