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Mother With The Hots

... There was nothing about her that would prevent a man from making apass. She was quite beautiful, with large, green eyes and very dark,auburn hair--the color of a well-worn penny. Her body was still firm andtight, with beautifully shaped tits, a small waist, flaring hips andexquisitely long thighs. There certainly wasn't anything wrong with herass, she noted as she twisted about and looked over her shoulder. Since the day was hot, she selected a pair of very tight, white shortsand a matching sleeveless blouse. On her feet she strapped on sandals.Going back downstairs, she moved behind the wet bar and mixed herself amild drink. Marilyn seldom drank, but right now her nerves were givingher a difficult time. She could not rid herself of the image of her son's cock and thesurprising size of it. Her cunt still had that deep, burning, delicioussensation as if she were on the very brink of a tremendous orgasm. Itwas a fantastic feeling and she had not felt that way for many, manymonths. Taking her drink with her, she stepped out the sliding doors and back onthe patio. Her son, she saw, was awake and sitting in the hot tub now.She sat in the chair he had occupied earlier and sipped her drink,watching him. "Feels good. Doesn't it, honey?" she said, her voice low and she knew,throaty. "Sure does, Mom," he replied. His cock was still very hard, but it wasfar under the water and his mother couldn't see it. "I should havegotten in with you." "Mmmmmm, perhaps," she murmured, wondering ...

... what would have happened whenhe discovered her naked in the tub. If only Donny were a few yearsolder. The thought startled her and she almost spilled her drink. Shecrossed her legs and Donny gazed at them. Marilyn was aware of himlooking at her and she was starting to think she was wrong about Donnyhaving no interest in girls. He was certainly looking at her legs withinterest, she noted. Maybe he wasn't too young, after all. "Donny," she asked in a low voice, "do you have a girlfriend?" "Yes," he replied, his eyes still on her thighs. "Well, sort of." "Sort of? What does that mean, baby?" "Just sort of, Mom." "That doesn't make any sense. Either you have one or you don't. Which isit?" "Sort of," he insisted. "What's her name?" Marilyn wanted to know. "Sally." "Oh, that little girl down there," she replied, waving her hand in thedirection of the hills. "Does she ride the school bus with you?" Donny nodded, his cock throbbing powerfully. His mother had uncrossedher legs and sat with her knees apart now. He could see the tight crotchof her shorts and when he looked closely, he was sure he saw the outlineof her cunt. "She's a lovely, little girl." Marilyn said. "You don't see much of herexcept on the bus, do you?" Donny shook his head. He was excited by what he was looking at. His cockwas almost hurting from the hardness, and his balls had a very hotsensation in them. He wondered if he was about to come. Unable to stop the feelings within her, Marilyn moved her thighs fartherapart. ...