His Mom Caught UsChapter 4
I watched as Kathy leaned back on the couch, massaging her tits, coaxing feeling into them after being cooped up in a tight bra and snug shirt all day. Her eyes were focused intently on her son’s face, as she watched his mouth glide down about half my cock. She instructed her son, “If you can’t get it all the way yet, use your hand and stroke him for the rest of it.” Don’t remember her being that forgiving with me ... oh well. She arched her groin in the air to unzip her form-fit skirt,...