Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1109

Mom's Touch But Don't Look Policy:>Ep14

This was the moment. While we ground into each other, I reached down and carefully pulled Mom's panties to the side. A moment later, my bare cock slid through her lips.

Both of us groaned.

"Jay, I'm not sure we..."

"You want me to change the channel?" I asked.

"I don't mean the TV," Mom said, disapproving. But her backside was telling a different story. The warmth of her pussy pressed against my dick. GodDAMN I could already feel myself responding far more than I wanted. "What's up?" I asked, still maintaining my sense of calm. At least, in the part of me that wasn't under the covers. I have to admit, it was fun turning Mom's game against her.

"I don't think this is a good idea," Mom said.

"Watching TV?" I asked. "Cuddling?"

"You're a bastard you know that?" Mom said.

"I'm your bastard," I said.

"No," Mom said firmly, "You're my little knight. My baby boy."

I noticed she hadn't stopped sliding. In fact, her movements were becoming more defined. Driven.

OK, Mom. We're under

that's the kind of protection we

that, too,"

her whole body stiffened. She arched her back. A strangled whine escaped her lips. Mom's orgasm caused me to go over the

I was pressed against her pussy made my orgasm feel richer, deeper, than before. I came all over the blanket, certainly, but I know I also got a good amount

on the couch, holding tight, like squeezing out each other's ecstasy. Then finally the pleasure subsided, and we both fell

her feet. The blanket flew off. I was staring at my mother in just her panties and a tank top. The gusset was still pulled to the side, and I could see shoots of curly, blonde pubic hair sticking out over dark, full

go," Mom said, then scampered out of the

and completely unnerved. What had I done? And, worse, how could I get her to

*

your ex," Mom

"Cassie," I said.

different,"

was slowly giving way to Summer. The heat was already becoming oppressive. I had my shirt off. Mom was in a tank top and shorts. Her foot rested in my crotch. I alternated between covertly rubbing against it and painting

for most of the day. But she'd also slapped my ass when we were stretching for our run and a couple times, I'd caught her

kid whose emotions I could play with. A girl to notch my bedpost

probably why I couldn't control my attraction

"Kind of the opposite, actually." She was trying to make this sound like idle chat, but there was a weightiness to her words.

buried her face

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