Mom's Roommate Part 2 - Sex Stories

Mom's Roommate Part 2

... it...he can't see us." Garrett raised his voice again. "Hey dad...can you come here a sec." Doug wheeled over to the closet doorway, but between the darkness and the silk curtain he couldn't see much at all. "It's pitch black in there...want some light?" Doug said, reaching for the switch. No, no...don't turn on the light. I'm uhhh...getting dressed." Kristen clutched her son's ass with her long nails, setting Garrett's hips in motion. "Fuck me," she whispered, gazing at her husband's silhouette in the doorway. "So what did you need?" Doug asked. "Well...umm...are my trunks out there?" "Yeah, they're right here on the floor." Garrett's sighed as he felt his cock slip through Kristen's gripping birth canal. The feeling of being trapped in the clutch of her warm luscious, big titted body was absolutely euphoric. "Ok...um...could you you toss them in here?" Doug picked them up and tossed them into the darkened closet. "How can you even see what you're doing in there?" Garrett sunk his fingers into his mom's soft ass. "I'm just kinda...feeling my way around." Kristen snickered softly. "Careful what you touch, you could find yourself buried deep in your mother's stuff." Doug said. Garrett thrust his cock all the way in and flexed it, making Kristen's body trembled. "True, dad..buried real deep." Doug started away. "Well I better get ready to go. The van will be here shortly." "Follow him." Kristen whispered, cluching tightly. Garrett carried his mom out into the bedroom, their ...

... genitals still grinding together. "Fuck me in the hallway...right outside his door." "Jesus, Mom..are you sure?" "Yes come on, it'll be fun." Doug wheeled over to his dresser and took out a few items of clothing. He heard a dull THUD in the hallway and looked toward the open door. "Kristen, that you? Just around the corner Garrett was nailing Kristen against the wall. Her tan curvy body clung to the teen, her cute little bare feet drumming against his lean humping ass. "Yes hon...just getting some towels for the beach." Kristen answered. "Oh good...could you help me out with a few things?" Kristen breath quivered as she held her son's head against her shoulder, combing her nails through his hair as he fucked with all he had. "Be there as soon as I can, Doug. I'm gonna be held up for just a little while longer." Garrett groaned as he felt the slippery pressure of Kristen's cunt walls encasing his cock. Her oversized tits jiggled and sloshed, squashed against her son's chest. "Harder...HARDER!" Kristen shouted as she started rhythmically thrusting her burning pussy into the young stud's prick. "What was that, hon?" Doug called out. "I was talking to Garrett...he said he lost his um...phone and I told him to look harder." The lust was mounting through Kristen's lush naked body, her big clit throbbing each time her son's big dick glided across it. Panting on his mother's shoulder, Garrett reamed out her pussy with long rapid thrusts. The clutching cunt gurgled its hot juice around ...