Confession
From Torg Adventure
"Well, are you just going to stand there hiding all day?" she asked, moving her feet apart, standing with her hands on her hips. I stood up, my dick painfully obvious in my shorts.
"I, um..." I stammered.
"I undressed slowly, I let you watch me flex my ass, showed you my tits, showed you how tight my snatch is," she said with an exasperated tone. I couldn't help but look down and wonder how much of the wetness in mom's muff was hers and how much was from the bath. "Oh, and it is tight."
"Ummm...what?" My brain felt like it was broken. I had never been harder, and every word seemed to make my dick jump in my shorts.
"Then I started fingering myself, playing with my tits, all for you. I thought for sure when you saw me drinking my milk you'd come in and play. I know you want me, I can see that," she said.
"....what?" I asked. Mom closed the distance between us and grabbed my cock, squeezing it hard.
"Say what again," she said, squeezing my dick hard. Her lips went to my ear and teased it as she spoke. "I dare you, I double dare you to be a mother fucker," she hissed, her lips biting around my ear. My dick was iron and pulsing harder and harder.
"...what?"
"What country you from?" she said, squeezing my cock harder.
"What...what?" I stammered. It barely registered that she was using a line from one of my favorite movies. I seemed to have a lack of blood flow to my brain and I was trying not to cum then and there.
"Do they fuck mom's in What?" she said, loosening her grip.
"What?" I asked. I didn't even mean to, that one slipped out.
"Do You Want To Fuck Your Mom?" she asked, stroking her hand up and down my length. The motion made the thick, drooling head drag against her thick bush and it made me shiver.
She bit my ear lobe.
"Did I break your concentra..." she started to whisper. I cut her off with a kiss and threw her to the bed.
Now what?
