Daughter Spies On Her Mom (Part II Of Lust On The Pier) free porn video
Jodie stood in front of the bathroom mirror, still steamy from her mom’s quick shower and abrupt leaving. She stood there looking at herself in the mirror, deciding whether she was sexy and desirable enough. Her thoughts were clouded with her earlier interaction with Mister Hunter. She was still aroused, thinking of his cock slowly growing as they chatted. Was it me, she thought, or was it my mom, or someone else who made Mister Hunter so horny?
Her hands absentmindedly caressed her boobs through her peach crop top. She continued to look at herself as she squeezed her fingers down her tight white shorts trying to reach her slit. She now had one hand pinching and squeezing her upturned breasts and the other hand trying to reach her aching pussy. She pulled her hand out of her white shorts and removed them along with her top. She stood there in just her pink cotton panties, still wondering if she was desirable.
Her nipples puffed up more as she again pulled on them, thinking about Mister Hunter’s lips on them. How would an older man make love to her? she wondered as her hand slipped under her panties. She trembled as her fingers spread her wet young vulva. It felt so good. She stepped out of her panties showing off her neatly trimmed landing strip. She could see the moisture on her lips and her fingers that were now sliding in and out of her pussy.
“Fuck,” she moaned as she braced herself against the bathroom counter. In and out her fingers went, but it wasn’t enough. She noticed her hairbrush on the counter and she knew what to do. She sat on the floor and spread her legs wide.
“Fuck me, Mister Hunter,” she purred to the mirror, imagining Mister Hunter standing before her. She slid the handle of the hairbrush over her landing strip and spread her pussy lips with it. She moaned as the handle rubbed against her slit and wet lips. I shouldn’t be doing this, she thought, but she couldn’t stop. She coated the handle with her juices as she pushed it in her cunt and pressed it against her clit.
Moaning, she thought again of Mister Hunter’s growing bulge and then of her mother’s comment about being horny.
Oh my God, would she? Did she? she thought. Did my mom go to see Mister Hunter?
Jodie got up in a flash, put her clothes back on, grabbed the hairbrush and raced out to the other car. She quickly drove to Mister Hunter’s house and noticed her mother’s car a few houses away. She felt a rising anger assuming that her mom was cheating on her dad but also a burning curiosity, so she drove around the block and parked.
She felt like a Peeping Tom as she snuck around the front of the house and found a discreet place to peek into the side window. She got there just in time to see her mom stand up and drop her dress. “Mom,” she mouthed to herself in shock.
Her body felt like someone punched her in the stomach when she heard Mister Hunter say, “Pull on your nipples, my slut.” She was entranced as she watched her mom pull on her nipples and then Mister Hunter pull on them even harder. Even with her stomach in knots, Jodie couldn’t resist the urge to pull on her own nipples. She bit her lip to be quiet. She was mad at her mom, but she couldn’t stop watching the erotic scene unfolding in front of her.
Then she saw her mom kneel down and reach for his cock. From her angle, she could only see the glistening tip and for the second time tonight, Jodie's hand slid down her unzipped shorts to her panties while she watched. The panties felt as though she had pissed in them even though they were only wet from all the things she had seen and heard today.
She then watched her mom’s head bob up and down sucking Mister Hunter’s cock. Her fingers were now coated with her juices. How she wished she were her mom right now.
Again, she heard Mister Hunter speak, “You are such a good cock sucker,” to her mother just as her own fingers pulled on her nipple.
She momentarily lost her balance, shaking the bushes beside her. “Shit!” she said to herself and she stood frozen in place. Mister Hunter looked her way but couldn’t see her in the darkness of outside. Anyway, he was busy getting his cock sucked by her mom!
Jodie's body was on fire. She needed to cum. She needed to be fucked. She was lusting after Mister Hunter earlier at the pier, but now this urge was starting to overcome her.
She continued watching. Her fingers were slick with her juices and her shorts and panties were down by her ankles. She tormented herself, just touching her pussy, clit and nipples to keep her on edge. Every time she caught a glimpse of Mister Hunter’s cock or heard him ordering her mom to suck his cock, she almost lost it. Then she saw him cum on her mom’s breasts and she came. She was weak and her body trembled as her pussy clamped down on her fingers. She needed to leave, but she was frozen in place as she watched cum drip down her mother’s chin.
Her mom, Laura stood up and rubbed her pussy spreading her lips wide. Jodie instinctively did the same. Then she saw Mister Hunter kneel between her mom’s legs. “Oh, my gawd, he is going down on her!” she gasped quietly. Jodie’s eyes went wide with wonder. Jodie was spellbound watching Mister Hunter slowly kiss up her mother’s legs. Jodie had sex with two young men already, but neither of them ever licked her pussy. I want him to be licking my pussy, she thought as she spread her pussy lips wide and felt another orgasm building. She clenched her teeth as her fingers pressed against her clit. Damn, she was going to get caught! She needed to go.
Reluctantly, she pulled on her shorts, ignoring her panties since they were a wet mess and walked silently to the car. She plopped down in the driver’s seat and let out a long lustful sigh. Her body felt wasted and her mind confused. She could only imagine what her mom and Mister Hunter were doing now. Did Mister Hunter make her mom cum with his tongue? Did they also fuck?
She pulled into the garage and looked over to the passenger seat and noticed the hairbrush and thought of Mister Hunter face-fucking her mom. She knew what she needed. She pulled her shorts off and needed to finish what she started at home. No need to be quiet in her own garage. Now that the fear of being caught had passed, her craving returned; she still needed to be fucked, and the hairbrush would do.
Slowly she inserted the handle in her pussy, imagining the whole time it was Mister Hunter. She thought of him sucking - no, worshiping - her puffy nipples. She was confident now that he thought she was sexy. His cock grew because of her. He wanted her, she realized. My mom had her turn, but mine will come, she began to plan as the hairbrush handle pierced her wanting lips.
Deeper, the handle went as she spread her legs wider. “Fuck me, Mister Hunter! Fuck this sweet young pussy,” she said out loud, mirroring her thoughts. Faster, she went; her head reached back as she imagined him fucking her hard and deep. She felt her orgasm well up deep inside her as she panted. Then she tightened her pussy around the hairbrush as her orgasm roared through her body.
“Fuck yes!” she cried out as her body shook. “Soon I will be fucked by a man,” she smiled as she felt the last ebbs of her orgasm flow through her.
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