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Mother With The Hots

... Donny, she noted, gazed between her legs with unabashed heat inhis eyes. But it was no surprise to her that he was excited. She wasstarting to think he wasn't too young after all. Surely it wouldn't doany harm to tease a little, to make her son feel good. She twisted her ass on the chair as she sipped her drink, watching herson's eyes widen. Her movement had been deliberately erotic, and she waspleased with his response. She began thinking of his cock as she hadseen it earlier, and hoped her son could see enough between her thighs.She knew what she was doing could lead to other things, and at themoment, with her pussy boiling, she hoped it would. Holding her glass up, she said softly, "I think I need another one ofthese." She got up from the chair then, with her back to her son, gave a softcry and leaned over to look at her toes. Donny stared at his mother'sass as she leaned over. The tight shorts molded her lovely ass and theback of them lifted. He gazed at the whiter flesh above her thighs, andhis cock jerked about wildly. The feeling was so good he moaned. "Anything wrong, baby?" she asked, standing up and looking over hershoulder at him. A slow smile came to her when she saw his glassy eyes still looking ather ass. When Donny failed to answer, she walked slowly across theredwood deck toward the sliding glass doors, her ass gently swayingwith, she knew, open invitation. Behind the wet bar she prepared herself another drink, milder than thelast one. Her mind was going ...

... swiftly, thinking about Donny. She knew,without any feelings of guilt, that she wanted her son ... wanted tofeel his surprisingly large cock plunging into her cunt. She stood behind the wet bar, her eyes with a faraway expression inthem, sparkling with an erotic fantasy. Her cunt was pulsating hotly andher nipples strained against the cotton blouse. Chapter 2 She was standing behind the wet bar when Donny came in. He was still wet, dripping water on the carpet. Usually she would havesaid something to him, but not today. He stood just inside the slidingdoors, and her eyes went immediately to the front of his shorts. Therewas a most delicious-looking bulge there, and Donny was looking back ather with hot, unashamed eyes. "I've been looking at you, Mom," he said in an unusually low voice. A faint flush crept over her cheeks, but it was not of embarrassment, itwas of pleasure. Gazing directly at the bulge in his shorts, she nodded,saying in a whispery voice, "I thought so, Donny." "I mean out there," he pointed onto the deck. "I had my eyes closed, butI wasn't asleep. I saw you ... naked." "You did," she said, her voice quivering with emotion. "What did yousee, honey?" "Everything." he replied. "And you enjoyed seeing me," she said, a simple statement not aquestion. Her son nodded. Marilyn placed her drink on the bar and stepped out from behind it. Shewalked toward her son slowly, her eyes riveted upon his bulging cock.She stopped a foot from him, her eyes still down. Donny was the ...