“Nice, huh?” she murmured. “Come to Mother, baby. She was naked, covered only by a huge towel. Gary pounded into his mother’s cunt, panting and gasping. It looked to him as if she was pissing right through that bikini. Gary and Randy saw it, both of them grinning from ear to ear. If she’s gonna touch her cunt that way, that means she’s hot, doesn’t it?” “I guess you’re right,” Randy replied. She thrashed beneath her son, biting into her lips to hold back her screams of ecstasy. Joanie lifted one leg, bending it at the knee. Joanie shot Gary a grin over her shoulder. She twisted and wiggled and tossed her ass about wildly, urging her son to fuck harder and faster. Everyone else in the apartment complex was at work.
