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What Mom Doesn't Know Will Fuck Her

... about to do. She slipped her hand inside my costume and fished my cock out of my underwear. I thought I might come right then, but luckily I didn't. She gave me an odd look and said, "Interesting." I asked, suddenly nervous, "How so?" There was a long silence where my Mom seemed to space out before asking me, seemingly sincere, as she gave a solid how-do-you-do squeeze, "Did I get you that hard, Baby?" Without hesitation I confirmed, "It's all you Alexis." Her smile went wide and she began to slyly and unknowingly give her son a hand job. "Baby, your cock is so fucking hard." She kept her hand slowly playing with my cock until Ellie returned to the couch. Mom gave one last squeeze before whispering, "We aren't done here, baby." I tried to calm down, my head spinning from the fact Mom was just playing with my cock. The next few minutes I watched others play charades and, now more confident, put my hand back on my Mom's thigh. I moved my hand up and down, gently, the touch of her pantyhose covered legs the ultimate tease. The sensual tease continued until it was Mom's turn to act. As soon as she looked at the card she laughed and gave me a wink. This led to yet another twitch down below. As soon as the time began, she made the film symbol and fell to her knees and crawled towards me. It was incredibly erotic. Once she got to me, she stood up and started dirty dancing in front of me. I was so in awe of my Mom's naughty moves I forgot we were playing a game. Her ass ground on ...

... my lap and I whimpered in pleasure. Suddenly the answer was obvious and I shouted-moaned Dirty Dancing. She stood up, squeezed my cock with her hand slyly, and flirted, "I hope you are ready for some dirty fucking, baby." One of the guys high-fived me after that comment and Mom leaned into me and whispered, "Meet me in the upstairs bathroom in a couple of minutes." My MILF Mom walked away and I took a deep breath. If I wanted, I could fuck my Mom. The majority of me was screaming 'Go for it', while my conscience reminded me she was my Mother and drunk and unaware that I was not her husband. My cock-head doing the thinking for me, I felt myself standing up and heading to the bathroom. At the door, I took one last deep breathe, one last brief hesitation, before I knocked on the door. Mom immediately opened the door and pulled me in. She smiled, making her even more beautiful and dropped to get knees. I watched, frozen in shock, while she pulled my fully-erect cock out of my the very convenient Velcro opening and took it in her mouth. While I enjoyed the best blow-job of my young life, I pondered the obvious fact that Mom thought she was sucking her husband's cock. I tried to get my head wrapped around this stunning development, but it was very difficult with Mom's lips wrapped around my cock. Pamela never gave me head for more than a couple of minutes, so Mom's eager blow-job was amazing. I just watched from above as my beautiful Mom bobbed up and down on my cock, devouring my ...