Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fucks Her In Vegas: #6

I looked around for Mom but didn't recognize her at first and even walked right by her. She had to slap my shoulder and ask me, "Don't you even recognize your own mother?"

We stopped and turned to see my mother had indeed benefitted from a complete makeover. Her long, trademark chestnut hair had been replaced with the blondest hair I'd ever seen and it had been cut much shorter. "Mom?" "In the flesh," she smiled, her distinctive sexy smile still very much present.

"Wow Mom, that hairdo completely changes your look," I said, not sure I liked it, especially because I loved long hair, especially hers.

"I hope you like, baby," she purred, batting her eyes playfully.

"I love everything about you," I smiled back.

Miranda chimed in, "That is quite the outfit, Alexis."

Mom was wearing a blood red blouse, a black leather skirt, black thigh high stockings and five-inch heels.

Mom shrugged, "Ellie insisted I buy this outfit."

"Well, it works. Where is the drama queen anyway?" I asked.

"On a recon mission for her seduction of Brittany tonight," Mom answered.

Miranda laughed, "Recon mission?"

"Her words," Mom shrugged, "She's taking this task and the so-called reward very seriously."

about being the reward?"

the real world it's much easier just to let whatever

good philosophy," Miranda

go enjoy the show," Mom suggested, taking my right arm. Miranda took my left and we entered the huge theater

filled with great food, a hilarious comedian and constant under-the-table teasing by my two beautiful companions. By the time the show was over, I thought I might burst.

PARTY!!! I will accomplish task but can't have Miranda show

us the message and Miranda agreed to not go. We finished our drinks, well they did, I

"I'm going to devour you once we get back to

ear, "Mommy has naughty plans in mind for her bad son, trying to get rid

ladies reached

out laughing and Miranda suggested, "Let's get out

Mom said, hunger in her

the day with

her asking and I would have if we'd had any privacy," Mom admitted,

I was her college sub again," Mom

fucking loved it, you bastard," Mom admitted, slapping my

we can

here," My Mom quipped. "What would you like me to remove, Master?" she teased. "Your wish is my command, except that anything you make me

be the one to get arrested. Let's just go back to the hotel and have a good, old-fashioned threesome," I offered with a laugh. "Now that works for me," Miranda smiled, standing up, grabbing our hands and

I was on my back as my Mom straddled my face, her pussy scent intoxicating

I was living. I eagerly lapped Mom's pussy while my girlfriend, Mom's submissive, lavishly sucked my cock. None of us were in a hurry as we just enjoyed

teased her stocking-clad legs with our lips and hands. Working in tandem, mirror images of each other, we

driving me fucking crazy," Miranda moaned as she writhed desperately