I turn back and look up to see Mom standing over me with the tablet screen illuminating her curvy body and face. XXX It’s 10:20 and I look good. I’m so horny and know my stud is in the basement probably still awake, so I carefully roll out of bed, put my robe on, and head downstairs. Damn. That was unbelievable. I see my wife smile as she gets fucked hard by our son. Back down, back up. I can’t wait to cum in you again.”
(Trevor)
Again? (Dylan)
There are strings of Mom’s saliva swinging back and forth from her chin as I fuck her face. I quietly head downstairs and listen through Dylan’s door. (Jessica)
“So this is a real mom and son?”
(Dylan)
“Yeah.” Her fingers grip my concealed shaft as she slowly jerks it. (Trevor)
It’s 9:58 and I close my laptop. Odd choice of video. Dylan has a hold of her hair during her last effort to suck me dry. She blows me with passion. I look to the
