Just ride me a bit faster, Mommy

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His erection poking

My already flushed face went a shade redder as I opened the door and got out. His erection poking out if his Adidas shorts.

Humiliation at the fact I

It flinched three times, each time lifting up ever so slightly into my pussy lips. This was my chance to stop this. By the time the car was loaded, there was only room for two people. It was a fucking sauna out there.

Not surprisingly, the half hour plus of accidental teasing had me already revved up and I came in no time at all. For half an hour, I sat in that spot as we continued driving.

Yet I could not even begin to fathom how to deal with this knowledge. No part may be reproduced in any form without explicit written permission. Jake was more built, but he too was rather nerdy in appearance and hid his naughty sexuality quite well. Once my showing day was done, I headed home, oddly hoping to catch him in the act again, although completely unsure what I would do if I did or for that matter why I was hoping I did.

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Stories Poems Story Series. Humiliation at the fact I was excited he was taking control. Although this time the music was too loud for my husband to hear it. Yet, I was frustrated that my son who had been so brazen to slide his cock in me, was now just sitting there reading his kindle as if his cock wasn't buried deep in his mother's box. My son's cock was hard and placed directly under my vagina.

My son's cock was hard andYet I was frustratedBy the timeMy already flushed face went a

My vagina was tingling and although I tried to deny the temptation to pleasure myself, I eventually gave in. This is dedicated to Michael who suggested a story involving a son masturbating with his Mom's stockings.

He moved his laptop off his lap, paused for a moment clearly trying to figure out how to hide his obvious erection before he came to me. Suddenly my phone, which I had put on vibrate, buzzed in my hand.

Although this time the music

It was hard to believe that what I saw just an hour ago was real. As I got close to climax, my mind played tricks on me and suddenly it was not my husband pounding me from behind, but my son. We were moving to a condo only a few miles away, while we were driving Cory sixteen hours to college. Son slyly fucks Mom multiple times with Dad in the car. Selling real estate I knew that my looks played a key role in my sales.