I had to be bold. My hands wanted to cover my naughty bits while my feet itched to run. “Why, what do you think I’m doing?”
He swallowed. “Morning, Mom. Her cheeks had that blush to them. I whimpered, this bliss building and building in me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Maria Reenburg
I was going to win. Damn, you’re pussy’s feeling real tight this morning!”
“It’s always tight,” I panted, not fighting him as he lifted my hips and slid my pussy up his cock. You’ll see.”
“Yeah,” he muttered. I looked professional, but I also had a flirtiness to it. I shuddered, trembling, pressing my ear to the door. I was about to drift into another lane. My sweet musk wreathed around me as a bead of pussy juices worked down my thighs. The third, I popped into my mouth. I couldn’t help the whimpering moan I made. I hooked the waistband of his boxers as I leaned over him. Her head turned, her cheek rubbing into my wrist.
