Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Slutty Milf Mom:>2

Suddenly she plunged the rabbit deeply into her horny hole causing the bunny ears to collapse against her aching clit. She bucked up and down riding the silicon shaft that was embedded and rotating in her cunt while the bunny ears continued teasing her clit. Connie was not even trying to stifle her moans; she came as her pussy spasmed and clutched while wave after wave rocked through her.

Oh my god! Scott thought, this is the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen!

Scott slowly eased the door shut and crept down the hall to the front of the house. He'd decided that it would be best if his mother didn't know that he'd been home during her little solo show. Scott open and shut the front door, this time not trying to be the least bit quiet. He then went about making quite a bit of noise in the kitchen as he went through the refrigerator and the cupboards as he prepared a snack.

Soon his mother joined him in the kitchen wearing her terry cloth robe. Scott wondered if she'd put anything on under the robe as he watched her breasts jiggle tauntingly beneath the material as she entered the room.

"Hey Mom," he said, walking past her slipping into a chair at a small table in the breakfast nook.

"Hi honey." she replied, "You're home early. Didn't your date go well?"

fine, Rachel just needed to get home early. She's going out

color in her cheeks. Was she embarrassed about what she'd just been doing and almost being caught by her son or

Okay. Well, I have to get some sleep sweetie, I have to work in

Love you too. Good

of his eyes exposing her shapely, naked tits to his hungry gaze. He knew that it was accidental but he still drank in the sight of her wondrous tits. Scott couldn't be sure if he was imagining it or not but he could have swore that he could actually smell his

mother in the worst way. He needed a plan. He needed to find a way, a sound, well thought out

over every bit of information he could come up with and pour over it to find the best possible approach so he could implement his plan. Tomorrow I formulate my plan he thought to himself. He then went to his room and masturbated, rerunning the memory of his mother sliding that vibrator in and out

to identify each obstacle in the path to his mother so he could more easily side step them. He examined the situation from different points of

worked her way up to a supervising surgical nurse. Her marriage

mother had not been out on but a handful of dates. She had never dated the same man twice so he felt it was highly unlikely that she'd had sex