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What Mom Knows Fucks Her Ass

... kid on Christmas morning, so many sweet things that I didn't even know where to start. Mom went to the toys section and I followed. She grabbed some lube and tossed it to me, before looking at some other toys. I couldn't believe the variety. I was looking at the double-ended dildo in confused awe when Mom, holding a strap-on, said, "Would you like to see Miranda and me scissor fuck ourselves with that?" "I have no idea what that means, but yes." "And which strap-on should I buy for the next time your girlfriend and I play?" Mom asked while showing me two separate dildo cocks. I shrugged, "Well, Miranda likes them big." "Good call," my Mom concurred, returning both and grabbing a huge ten inch cock. "This will have her whimpering like the slut she is." "Mom, that is my girlfriend you are talking about." "Um, must I remind you she was my personal plaything first?" Mom smiled, tapping me on the head with the big cock. "Fair enough," I agreed, already imagining my Mom and my girlfriend in a variety of dirty situations. "Now let's go check out some costumes," she said, grabbing my hand and leading me to a corner of wall-to-wall costumes. "Wow," I said, overwhelmed by the many kinky fantasies I envisioned role playing with my mother. "I don't even know where to start." "Well, real role play is about creating real situations and becoming the costume," my sexy mother pointed out. "Ok," I said, unsure what she meant. "So, let's see," she paused, pursuing the many different options. ...

... "Ah-ha," she said, reaching up a bit and grabbing a cat woman costume. "Find the Batman costume, stud." I found it pretty easily, my mind already role playing ideas of Batman disciplining Catwoman. Mom put on the mask, and sauntered over to me seductively, parodying the old Adam West cartoon over the top action scenes, I used to watch on reruns, "So Batman, do you think you could BING BAM BOOM me into submission?" The innuendo had me weak at the knees as I tried to come up with a witty comeback. When I couldn't, she purred, actually purred, "What is it Batman, does the cat have your tongue?" She rubbed my stuff cock through my pants and teased, "Oh does Batman want to come out and play?" I moaned, unable to come up with a complete thought. She took the mask off and reached for another outfit. She grabbed a red outfit and disappeared into a change room. I looked at other outfits: princesses, nurse, Superwoman, Lady Gaga...every one creating a new fantasy for me. Mom came out in the skimpiest red outfit ever, her mocha coloured thigh high stocking tops completely visible. She walked over to me and teased, "Well, hello there Mr. Wolf, do you want to go back to my grandmother's house and eat me?" My mouth dropped open, my Mom's sexual implication so fucking naughty. Her hand slid down my chest, her finger like lightning and thunder to my cock. "Imagine helpless l’il ole me with a basket full of toys and no one to use them on me?" "Aaaah, fuck Mom," I moaned. "Does baby want to fuck ...