Rip her shirt off
From Torg Adventure
As your mom stepped away, you didn't quite release her from your hug, and as she reaches up to adjust the tanning bed controls she hesitates as she feels your hand on her waist.
Silently walking forward, you embrace your mother once more. This time your body presses into hers from behind, your hands snaking round either side to rest on her stomach and pull her into your arms.
You can only guess what she must be thinking, as your engorged cock presses between your mothers buttcheeks - the thin material doing little to hide the contours of its wearer as you pull her closer.
"W...What are you doing? Stop kidding around..."
Without saying a word, you allow your hands to glide across your mother's stomach and down over her hips. You both stand there in silence as your hands begin to slide ever lower until you feel the silky skin of your mothers exposed legs.
Looking back on this moment much later, you'd be amazed at just how enticing the thin white T-shirt had looked on your mom that night. As your hands rested on her exposed thighs, there almost seemed to be a magnetic attraction pulling them up the inside of her skimpy little shirt.
Finally, you could stand it no longer, and you slowly began to draw your hands up the inside of your mom's legs, and into the T-shirt. You felt her body shiver in your lustful embrace as she realised what you were doing.
"Honey...No, this isn't right...I know we've been cooped up down here for a while but...this isn't right..." She's beginning to struggle against you by now, weakly, but enough to give you the idea.
You keep your arms locked around her, your iron embrace preventing her from struggling free as your hands slide further up between her legs.
Finally you feel her freeze as you reach what you were looking for.
"No...please...don't..." Her eyes well up as your fingers begin to probe her womanhood, pussy lips parting as your inquisitive digits explore the damp depths of the vagina that had given birth to you years before.
Your fingers begin to pump back and forth, pussy juices making a slurping sound as you fingerfuck your own mother.
"I want to leave. I'll...I'll scream. Let me leave..."
You're not convinced. Your mom's breathing becomes heavier because of the attention you're giving her, her back arching slightly so that so you have to hug her even more tightly.
Suddenly you stop. Feeling you release her, your mom anxiously turns around...to find you undressing. Your cock springs free of your boxers and stands to attention.
"Not that...Please, no. We can do something else, but I'm not on the pill and..."
She stops when she sees you smile at her. "I couldn't be happier mom."
As you step toward her she retreats back, until finally she bumps into the tanning bed.
"Get on the bed, mom." A tear rolls down her cheek as she looks at the floor and shakes her head.
"Get on the tanning bed, don't make this harder than it has to be." You raise your voice a little now, another tear falling to the floor as your mom shakes her head again and you stop just in front of her.
"No...There are other..."
Moving quickly, you pounce at your busty mom, a short scream of hers quickly stifled by your mouth pressing onto hers. It takes only a second before you force her backwards onto the tanning bed, your weight easily overpowering her as she slumps back over the bed.
Her legs still dangle over the side, and before she can recover you move yourself between them and hold them up, effectively leaving her struggling uselessly on the bed as you force your tongue inside her mouth.
Letting her go for a moment, she pants as you grin and grab the hem of the shirt, lifting it up across her waist and revealing the astonished mother's weeping sex to your lustful gaze. Not stopping, you continuing lifting her T-shirt up across her waist and finally rip it in two.
1)She screams and someone hears
2)You plant your seed
3)You promise to let her go if she does something for you
4)You explain about the plan
She screams and someone comes, plant your seed, ???????
