Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep67

When the pizza arrived, two mediums, one full of meats, peppers, mushrooms, and onions, and the other covered in cheese, we paused our game to plate our food. Mom only ate a slice, and I didn't want the pizza weighing me down, so I only ate three pieces. Dad ate four, two slices from each pizza, saying to me, "Watching your weight?"

"I'll eat the rest later," I said, smiling. "After I work up an appetite. I think I need to do some cardio before bed."

"Don't mess up your sleeping routine," Dad said. "Eighteen or not, you're not going to be up all night and asleep all day this summer."

"If I could, I'd be up all night and all day."

Mom uttered a surprised-sounding laugh.

I smiled.

We ate, and Dad finished his second glass of whiskey, then he said, "I can do one more and be safe."

using that

since tomorrow is Friday, I'm going to forgo my pills and show you the benefits of marrying

I chuckled.

Dad? The thought made me look at my phone, but Jenna

my hard-on had gone down. I had said, "I'll take care of the mess," but Mom countered with, "No, I like doing things for my men." I was one of Mom's men, and the thought made my cheeks warm. We settled back into the couch and

and goosebumps rose against my fingers as I swept my touch upward beneath her dress. Mom pressed her ass against me, wiggling it left to right and back again, keeping her buns tight against my crotch. I slid my hand up to her hip and then to her waist, taking her dress with me and leaving her legs exposed beneath the blanket. My hand went backward after this, cupping her left butt cheek before pulling her dress up to her lower back,

as my fingers turned toward the cushions and dipped into her crack. I pulled upward, opening her cheeks and stretching her little asshole, my fingers slipping from her

downy fuzz. I wanted to keep the edges of her mound hairless as well as the cunny meat from her clitoral hood on down. I remembered pictures on the internet of beautiful, blonde Scandinavian goddesses with wisps of blonde hair along their tan skin. Some had tiny hairs near their assholes, shining in the sun like golden threads reflecting the light. That's what I wanted from Mom, just a little bit of hair, so small and spaced

cup my mother's pussy

touch when I pulled them away.

my mother's lower lips. I wanted to hear the wet sounds, but even though I couldn't see him, I knew my father was still awake. Mom's breathing had deepened as I played with her, and she kept trying to look at Dad through the arms of our couches. I had my right arm under her neck, and with a little adjusting, I was able to push my middle

her butt with her left hand and played with my belt and buckle. I needed to stop wearing a belt around the house. There was no need for a belt... unless I wanted to use my belt on my mother. Hmm.... Mom unhooked

deep, but the sound came out low, so low that I barely heard her--I felt the grunt more than