Come Meet My Mom!

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hand. Her waist was tiny, and she had long, slender legs and a perky
little, very tight, ass.
"No one is in trouble," Sherri heard herself respond softly.
Cindy glanced up at her from lowered, dusky lashes. "We're not?"
"I won't tell your father" Sherri said, "but you two have to forget about
this silly plan of breaking us up. Frank and I love each other."
"I don't want my daddy to marry anyone" Cindy said, her bottom lip
trembling. "You're awfully nice, Sherri, but I don't want my daddy to
have a wife."
Sherri was still standing with her skirt barely hanging on her hips. The
soft curls of her cunt were showing, and she was holding her son's cock
in her hand, the head showing from the end of her fist. Her jutting tits,
so round and yet pointed, glistened with the come-juice that had dripped
from her mouth.
Cindy, still standing with her hands folded shyly in front of her little
body, glanced from Sherri to Tommy, her eyes seeing Sherri's tits and
hairy cunt. Her big eyes were moist, and she moved her little pink tongue
over her lips. She was trembling.
Sherri felt her heart go to Cindy, but she felt something else, too.
Desire.
"Did you watch it all, honey?" Sherri asked with a breathless whisper.
"Everything I did?"
Cindy nodded, her eyes never leaving the head of Tommy's cock.
"Cindy, have you and Tommy done anything like this ... yet?"
"Hey, no, Mom!" her son answered.
Sherri squeezed his cock. "You think I'm going to be mad if you have?"
"But it's the truth, Sherri," Cindy said. "We almost did, once."
"Oh, and why didn't you?"
"Because ... " Cindy whispered.
"Because you come home too early, Mom," her son supplied. "All we did was
play with each other. If you hadn't come home so soon, you would have
caught us fucking."
Cindy gasped when Tommy said that, her eyes lifting briefly to Sherri's
face, then down again.
"Maybe I should come in later then," Sherri whispered, squeezing her
son's cock hard. "Give you two more time."
"You're gonna tell my daddy," Cindy said in a trembling voice.
Sherri felt herself vibrating with heat as she held her son's cock and
gazed at the delicious girl.
"Cindy," she asked softly. "Did you like watching me and Tommy?"
Cindy jerked her head up and down, once, her pony tail swaying, but she
didn't look at Sherri; she was looking at the head of Tommy's cock again.
A bead of his juice gleamed on his piss-hole.
"Would you like to watch us ... fuck?" Sherri asked.
A soft squeal came from Cindy, and still with her eyes down shyly, she
nodded vigorously.
Sherri decided, and pulled on her son's cock, making the head bulge.
"Okay. But you'll have to help me get him hard again."
"I ... I don't know ... what do you want me to do, Sherri?" Cindy asked
bashfully.
"Kiss his cock," Sherri suggested. "Just the head ... on the little hole.
That should make him hard."
"And you won't tell my daddy?"
"Of course not," Sherri answered.
Nervously Cindy stepped closer, her eyes on the head of Tommy's cock. She
kept her hands folded, leaning down as Sherri lifted Tommy's prick
upward. She found herself shaking with erotic pleasure as she watched
those young, pouty lips kiss the head of her son's cock. When Cindy
lifted her face, her lips were wet with the drop of juice. Her little
tongue slid over her lips, tasting it. Her eyes grew large, a shy smile
on her face.
"It didn't get hard," she said softly.
"It will," Sherri answered, turning her son's cock loose. "Here, you hold
his cock while I undress."
She noticed the eagerness of Cindy's fist closing about her son's cock,
and the deep breath of her son. She peeled her clothing off, watching
them. Cindy pulled and pushed on Tommy's cock as she stood before him,
but she was watching Sherri undress. By the time she was naked, Sherri
was very eager to let this pretty girl watch her fuck Tommy. Again,
feeling as though she was performing in front of the cameras, she drew
her son to his bed, with Cindy clinging to his cock as if afraid she
would lose it. She lay back, her head on the pillow, and opened her legs.
"Oooooh," Cindy purred as she saw the wetness of Sherri's cunt. "You have
so much hair!"
"Would you like to touch it?" Sherri offered, sliding her own fingers
through her pussy-hair. Tommy watched, his cock swelling in Cindy's hand.
What his mother was doing excited him very much. He had no qualms about
fucking his mother while Cindy watched them.
He wanted to fuck Cindy very much, too. Maybe if she saw him fuck his
mother, he was thinking, she would let him. If Cindy knew they could fuck
without fear of being caught, she might be more relaxed, he felt. Besides
that, like most boys, he wanted to perform while being seen.
"I don't know if I ... " Cindy responded to Sherri's question. "Girls
aren't supposed to ... you know."
"Why not?" Sherri asked, parting the pink folds of her pussy to let her
clit strain up.
"I don't know," Cindy said, now working her fist back and forth on [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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