Lucy goes to get her boy up
From Torg Adventure
Lucy sauntered down the hallway with a swing in her ass that Aaron hadn't seen in a long time. The thought hit him that his wife was going to seduce their boy into fucking her like a wild animal. Something in the back of his mind tickled and for a second he knew it was wrong. Wrong as fuck. And hot as hell. It made him harder than he had been in a long time and he was thankful that the house was quiet so he might be able to listen.
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As Lucy rounded the corner in the hall, she bumped into her daughter. There was a collision of tits and thighs as the two women met, and then hands sliding everywhere to disengage like two awkward teens getting caught by their parents.
"Whoa! Mom!" Allison said in shock, looking at the tight shirt that had crept up over her mother's diamond nipples. Her eyes raked down her mother's body and got to the point where her pussy lips were working as hard as they could to swallow the center hem of the shorts. Her mouth hung open in awe and wonder, and to be honest, it made her hot as hell, especially as she drank in how wet her mother's snatch looked.
"Dare you to wear the same thing," Lucy said in a sing song voice as she spun around her daughter. "Or something even more provactive. I double dare you, babygirl!" she said and bounced into Ethan's room, not bothering to fix her shirt. Allison stood there, mouth agape, realizing that her pussy has never been hotter or wetter.
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Lucy didn't bother shutting the door to her son's room. She went to very carefully pull the sheet back and expose her son. She licked her lips wolfishly as she saw that her boy slept naked and apparently took after his father in cock size.
"Thank fucking Christ," she whispered and bent down to blow on her sleeping son's cock. That got the blood flowing and she watched as it engorged. She pulled the sheets and blankets completely off the bed, leaving him exposed with nothing to cover up. Then, she went about picking up his room, particularly his laundry. She was making noise and humming, bending over while doing it, knowing that her pussy lips were split around the frayed seam of denim, and loving the feeling of the knot of the seam against her wet clit. She had to bite down on her lip as she felt a rush of pussy juice surge; she hadn't done this sort of willful exposure in a long time, and certainly never for Ethan!
It wasn't long until she heard her boy stir behind her. She didn't look, but she kept bending over, picking up clothes. She swore could hear the sound of his rough hand against the silky skin of his shaft, but she kept picking things up, pretending not to hear her son jerking off. But her super-heated snatch couldn't pretend. Lucy felt her juices flowing freely and those that didn't soak into the thin web of cotton either ran down her legs or dripped slowly onto the floor.
It was right about then that she saw a dozen pairs of panties stuffed under his dresser behind the dirty clothes pile. She recognized some as hers and some as Allison's....
What to do...what to do...
