The overwhelming sensations were all completely new to Tyler’s susceptible male body, and the slick friction of her textured lips against his slippery shaft was already threatening to prove too much for him. As a result, the brazenness of her mom’s fashion choices had grown as well, to the point where her constant desperate attempts to seduce handsome young tech millionaires into being her new sugar daddy meant that each time Tyler came over she was inadvertently showing him more and more of her large freckled breasts and thick, surprisingly toned thighs and hips encased in skin-tight leggings. “Do you think I’m pretty, Tyler?” Tracy purred at the same instant that she allowed her finger to gently brush against his shaft for the first time, watching his eyes widen in surprise and lust as his cock throbbed against her.
