Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 908

Mom Does Anything:>Ep82

"Like I said," I said, standing, "I've been doing my research. I'm gonna let you finish showering. Then I'm gonna let you get ready for me. When you are, text me; I'll be downstairs."

"What about your cock?" Jenna asked, looking at my swollen prick. "Don't you want me to help you with that big guy?"

"You're so cute." I smiled. "You'll help me later. I want to save my first big nut of the night for you."

"We're not going to use condoms, right?"

I laughed and said, "No fucking way. See you in about half an hour?"

Jenna nodded her head, then said, "Maybe forty-five minutes. Maybe ten. I don't know. I'm going to hurry up."

I stepped out of the shower, thinking, Sure you will, as I grabbed a towel from the bathroom's closet and dried off before heading to my room.

*****

Jenna was still in the shower by the time I had dressed, grabbed my phone, and went downstairs with my dick half-hard without a hint of it growing softer. Half an hour had passed since Jenna had stepped into the house. I found Mom on the couch, wearing loose, lavender boyshorts and a buttoned-up pajama shirt, both made of glossy satin. She had her hair tied in a bun, and she was alone, watching TV with the sound on low. Mom watched me walk downstairs from her usual spot on the back couch. My eyes scanned the room, searching for my missing father. I didn't see him, nor could I hear him in the kitchen or the game room that we never used.

"Where's Dad?" I asked.

her legs up and resting her

shaking my head.

three quick shots," Mom said. "He's sleeping by

to put on her makeup, her panties, and

cock growing with each word and easily visible to my mother's eyes. "Nothing like what you wear for

wear for you," Mom

the couch's backrest. "What I make you wear." I looked down at Mom. My eyes roamed over her body as my tented shorts peeked over the back of

swallowed, her throat

I smiled....

"Uh, uh, uh--fuck--uh!"

on her makeup and getting ready to have sex for the first time. Dad was in his room with a sleeping pill coursing through his veins and whiskey warming his blood--nothing to worry about from him. Mom was with me, downstairs, completely naked, lying on her stomach and biting a couch pillow, so the moans my

pussyhole. Wet sounds squished with each thrust, almost overpowering the volume of the TV, which I had turned up to cover our fuck sounds. I had sent a text to Jenna, telling

Mom continued grunting, never releasing

fast, just hard, reminding her that her pussy belonged to me and always would.

panted in her ear. "Take it. Take my dick. Oh, fuck, take

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