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- Desperately Bred By My Son : Mommy’s Creampies 1
- OMG I Want My Son’s Cock : Mommy’s Creampies 2
- Moving Next-door To My Son : Mommy’s Creampies 3
- My Son’s Weight-Bench Stiff Length : Mommy’s Creampies 4
- Back-Seat Cinema Fuck With My Son : Mommy’s Creampies 6
- Fucking My Son After My High-School Reunion : Mommy’s Creampies 7
- My Son’s Sex Lesson : Mommy’s Creampies 8
- I Saw My Son Naked – And I Liked It! : Mommy’s Creampies 9
- Snowed In And Plowed : Mommy’s Creampies 10
- My Son’s Sinful Confessions : Mommy’s Creampies 11
- My Son Watches Me Play : Mommy’s Creampies 12
- The Time I Fucked My Son : Mommy’s Creampies 13
- Sex Therapy : Mommy’s Creampies 14
- I Fucked My Son Before He Became A Priest : Mommy’s Creampies 5
- Mommy’s Gambit : Mommy’s Creampies 15
- Night Nurse : Mommy’s Creampies 16
- My Son’s Hard Cock Was A Side-Effect : Mommy’s Creampies 17
- Be My Naughty Photographer : Mommy’s Creampies 18
- Fucking My Son In The Gym : Mommy’s Creampies 19
- Creampied By My Son Beneath The Stars : Mommy’s Creampies 20
- Insatiable : Mommy’s Creampies 21
- Sex With My Son On The Links : Mommy’s Creampies 22
- Cross Pollination : Mommy’s Creampies 23
- My Son Came In My Pussy Then Fucked My Ass : Mommy’s Creampies 24
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- My Daughter’s Dress : Mommy’s Threesomes 6
After an argument with my husband I decide to let out my frustrations through pleasure, retiring to the couch for a much-needed orgasm. I completely forget that my son Justin is due home any second, and when he appears at the tall floor-to-ceiling windows I’m frozen in the headlights.
He spots me, legs spread and waiting, but instead of fleeing in horror he holds his gaze. Read as Justin and I play for each other before I finally take him inside me. His climax feels so good in my body …
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The porn continued on the television, with the back-drop of my confused son behind. He paced across the glass peering in and I stayed reclined on the couch, hoping that it might swallow me up completely.
I’d never known nerves like it, but something about the whole thing was a different kind of naughty. My finger started to move up and down the inside of my thigh, teasing my pussy and maintaining the excitement.
‘So what if he sees?’ I thought, even though I knew that that would be a world-ending conclusion.
Justin put his face to the glass again, using both hands to peer inside. I watched his eyes scan the room and then settle on me—or more specifically on my exposed pussy.
He froze too, trying to put the pieces together. I imagine the first surprise was spying a kempt pussy looking back at him, but the next surprise was looking up to see the face of his distraught mother above it.
READ MOREI swallowed hard and so too did Justin. He pulled his face away and looked around for somewhere to flee to, but with the entire wall covered in glass it made things difficult. Then he did something I never saw coming. He put his hands to the window and looked again.
He narrowed his eyes and stared, as though he was trying to confirm his suspicions. I started to think that perhaps he hadn’t or couldn’t see me—that somehow the reflections of light made things difficult.
Justin took his hand off the glass and I watched as it moved to his crotch, rubbing along the packet that sat in his pants until it was visibly stiff.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I started to wonder if he knew that it was me. Rather than dwell on things I decided to make the most of it. My husband would certainly have something to say if I got back at him by fucking our son.
My fingers started to dance again over my pussy, moving slowly at first. It was as though I didn’t want to scare him. I made my movements steady and watched him through the glass. The porn was suddenly a hell-of-a-lot less interesting.
I worked over my folds and splayed my lips for Justin, teasing around my clit and relishing the aroused look in his face. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. I hadn’t had this kind of attention in a long time.
Things were hotting-up. Justin had started to slide his belt open and I couldn’t turn my gaze away. I started to breathe deep as he unfastened his pants. The woodland behind him was the only witness as he pushed his jeans down to his knees.
My fingers moved faster and I felt my clit swell beneath them. Each time I struck it I was overcome with arousal, complimented by the sinful image of Justin that played out beyond the window. What had I done to deserve this?
His hand fished inside his boxer-shorts and I gasped as he pulled himself free.
He. Was. Huge.
I hadn’t anticipated him to be so big. Shit, how often do you think about your son’s hard cock? But there it was, suspended by his arousal—arousal that was all because of me. It made me feel even sexier to know that I could still have that affect on a guy half my age.
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