The Roleplay - Part One free porn video
Leigh was high on adrenaline, waiting for Michael to open the door to his apartment. She felt bad for having to leave Nick and Jayne but she was craving some intimate one on one time, knowing they would likely be enjoying the same. Watching him turn the key, she bit her lip as she looked around to check that nobody she knew was passing by. The pleasing click of the lock, Michael gestured to her to enter before closing behind them. Although she was a good twenty years older than him, the last few hours had helped to make her feel so much younger.
The small studio apartment was cluttered with packing boxes, a small stereo in the corner and a desk with a laptop and light. A small kitchen to the side and the bathroom which made the hotel facilities very spacious. She didn't mind too much as she saw the small 2-seater couch and the bed by the window. No curtains, just some open blinds, anybody could look inside.
"Wine?" Michael asked as he moved towards the kitchen.
"Got any spiced rum?" she called back.
To sound of drawers and cupboards opening, she slipped her four-inch heels off and sat on the couch. A couple of magazines on the side table, all showing women in varied states of undress, and a box of 3-ply tissues. Leigh looked through with excitement even though many of the women were what she referred to as 'genetically enhanced'.
"Oh," Michael said sheepishly as he appeared with the drinks. "I see you found them."
"Couldn't miss them," Leigh smiled as she patted the empty space alongside her. Accepting her glass of rum, she sipped it slowly as she kept her eyes on him. "So you wank to these a lot?"
"Page sixteen especially," Michael said as he noted which issue she was holding.
Leigh turned to the page and saw a feature on Milfs and incest fantasies. The woman taking up first page of the article was not unlike her in looks. Blonde hair, soft feminine face and a 38D chest. Looking back at him, she knocked back the rest of the rum before slipping the glass onto the table.
"That really what you want?" she asked as she moved closer.
"We don't have to... I didn't mean to..."
"Shut up," she said as she kissed him. "You think I haven't watched that stuff online? Why do you think I've been coming by your bar so often? I guess I was scared you'd think it wrong."
"I guess it's okay just to pretend, not like you're my real mother."
"Do you think about THAT too?" Leigh asked as she felt his hands on her top. His anxiety was eased as she kissed him again for much longer, his hands massaging her breasts through the bra and t-shirt. Their mouths still locked, he could only make a small noise which she took to mean yes.
"Okay, well maybe just tonight." Slipping the t-shirt off, she allowed him to bury his face in her cleavage as she glanced at the article again. His kisses on her skin as he moved between the top half of each breast, occasionally kissing down between. Her head tilted back a little, the gentle touches on her body. This was taboo and she was enjoying the idea.
"Let mummy slip this off," she said innocently as she reached back to unhook the bra. "Want to feed?"
Michael nodded as he wrapped his lips on the closest nipple, sucking and occasional flicks with the tongue, he moved to the other as she dropped the magazine and straddled him. His hands were on her back, she could feel him straining both against his trousers and her crotch. Pressing her breasts together as she began to grind against him, his kisses now working just below the breasts before returning to her mouth. Their tongues slipped around each other's, as her fingers worked the buttons on his shirt until she could slip her hands inside and over his pectorals and six-pack.
His hands were moving slowly down her back to the skirt and under, feeling her buttocks. At the same time as her hands pulled his shirt away as she kissed at his neck and shoulders.
Climbing off his lap, she stood before him and slipped her skirt to the floor. Wearing the panties she had discarded earlier before their meeting at the bar, she teased the gusset to the side and showing the soft fleshy pussy, it was like that of a much younger woman. "Does Michael like mummy's cunt?"
"Yeah," Michael replied as he rubbed his throbbing penis through his trousers.
"Want to wank for mummy?"
Michael nodded as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped, slipping his trousers off to the ground as Leigh began to gyrate before him, massaging her breasts and brushing over her tight torso. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a small bottle of coconut oil and began to rub it into her skin as she watched his briefs also slip to the ground. The familiar thick and long cock visible, she giggled as she slipped her panties off, kicking them into his lap.
"I know you want to," she said and pursed her lips.
Sniffing the panties first, he wrapped them around his cock and started to stroke. Watching her slowly dance while rubbing more oil into her skin, shimmering slightly under the low economy light. Turning around, her back to him as her hands working down to her pussy, glancing back now and then as she bit her lip. Building up the speed and pressure as he gripped the panties against his shaft, he watched her lower down to her knees and towards him.
"Good boy," she whispered. Looking to her side out of the window, she hoped someone was watching from the darkness of the opposite apartment. Pulling the panties away, she watched the pre-cum at the tip. Kissing the head, she began to stroke and linger at the base before caressing his balls. "You make this stuff up pretty fast don't you baby?"
Michael nodded as he also looked out of the window, there was definitely a rustle of the blinds. He gasped as she wrapped her lips around the cock head, looking up to see him checking for onlookers. Her eyes narrowed, it was hard to smile with a mouth full of his hot young cock. Feeling the head against the back of her throat, she closed her eyes as she tried to go deep as possible. Feeling his hands running through her hair felt so good. In her mind, she was wondering who his father was. She'd have to thank him too sometime, and her thoughts went to the impending mother-daughter experience Nick was going to have. Why shouldn't she enjoy a father-son herself?
Sliding back as the pre-cum was dripping down her throat now as well as on her tongue, she spat a little onto his head. Stroking again, she watched as the blinds twitched again. "If only they knew," she smiled. Picking up the pace, watching his expression for the right moment, she kissed and licked the shaft and balls. The groaning had begun, a little grunt here and there as Michael began to twitch. The legs straightening on either side of her. 'Mmummy's little boy' was about to explode.
Hot thick cum shot from Michael's cock and over Leigh's breasts, mouth and also into her hair. A few splashes on her arms too, she licked her lips and smiled down at the thick glob of cum running down between her breasts to her belly. Licking the head clean, she then stood over him once more and kissed, exchanging his creamy spunk. Taking her place on the couch now, it was his turn as he got down between her legs, licking and kissing as she massaged the rest of the cum into her skin along with the coconut oil. Picking up the magazine again, she looked at the pictures again and was sure she could top them - if only she had a camera. Or perhaps a video.
Her back arched as Michael slipped his tongue between her pussy lips, a finger pressed to her anus. "Yea, pet mummy's pussy. Ohhh!"
"Tastes good mum," Michael replied. "So good."
"Take me!" Leigh moaned as she arched again.
Picking her up from the couch, Michael carried Leigh to the bed and laid her down gently before climbing on top. Embracing each other as they kissed, he could feel her hand move down and guide his cock intoTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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