Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep59

Mom purred, squeezing my balls and causing my cock to bend against my jean's threaded fibers. She tore my leather belt apart, unfastened the buckle, and then the button holding my pants together. I had to lift my hips as Mom worked the zipper down and my pants open, fishing out my bent pole until it straightened. She spat on my knob, then gave my warm meat a few rod-wetting strokes with her right hand before she took my thick cock in her left hand and faced forward again.

"Do you want me to fist-pump this big dick, Mark?" Mom spread her legs and pulled her skirt up. "Is that what you want your mother to do for you, baby?"

"Yeah," I said, stopping at a light and looking around the street. There were other SUVs around, but Mom had tinted her windows as dark as the law allowed, maybe darker, but one look at Mom had always been enough for a police officer to let her off with a warning (not that she got pulled over often, just maybe more than most people). "I want you to get your hand wet and jerk off your son's hard cock."

My heartbeat hammered beneath my chest.

"You're a bad fucking boy," Mom purred, taking her hand from my cock and placing it between her legs. She rubbed the front of her panties, digging her fingers between her lips and forcing the dental floss up into her silky folds. After several soft sighs, Mom lifted her hand to her mouth and spat in her palm. Smiling, she reached over with her left hand and gripped my cock's crown as she lowered her right hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy some more. The lights stayed green for me as Mom stroked my cock, varying the tightness of her grip and adjusting how much skin she pulled up around my knob. She jerked me fast, then slow, then she tugged my cock in her direction. She played with her pussy the entire time, using the same rhythm on her clit as she did on my prick. She laughed when I pulled into a residential street a block away from Biggie's Burgers, and she started a slow, teasing stroke that spread my precum into her palm.

"Baby," Mom pouted, "I'm hungry."

"Okay," I said, turning back onto the street and driving to our destination--but looking back, I don't think Okay was what Mom had wanted me to say, because....

Mom spoke again once we pulled up to the drive-through speaker, saying, "Oh, I can't wait for a thick, juicy burger, Mark, but that's okay because there's a big piece of meat right here, isn't there?" Mom turned her upper body toward me, angling her knees in the same direction. She lowered her head to my lap, taking my glans into her open mouth with one quick swallow, followed by an mmm sound. "Oh, fuck," I moaned into the drive-through speaker.

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my cock, every

tightening, "I'll take two of

growing louder. Spit slid down my shaft as

you want an extra patty on those

said, gritting my teeth as my knob slipped into Mom's throat. She gagged, sputtered,

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Mom's head and held her down on my

and her dark eyes grew wide. I smiled with as much of an I'm sorry expression on my face as I could manage, but she wasn't looking at my

as I tried to put my cock away, which hadn't gone soft, not with

wiped her mouth and grabbed her purse from the backseat, and then she asked, "I'm sorry, dear, how much was

"That was fun." She looked

go

go down, baby," Mom said. "Talk to

turn you

close to being nasty, but he could never follow