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What Mom Knows Fucks Her Ass

... usual pre-load show in Miranda's perfect cocksucking lips. As soon as I entered her room, she smiled and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. I eventually told her about my encounter and Miranda cursed, "Fuck. He just won't grow up. Fucking men they don't know what they got till they lose it." I asked, although I was scared of the answer, "You don't want to get back with him do you?" "I’d rather remain celibate and you know how much I love sex," she replied, before her anger shifted into mischief. "Oh, but two can play at that game." "What do you have in mind?" I asked curious. "You will see. But I will have to wait to swallow your cum until right before show time." I shrugged, "Whatever suits your fancy." We talked about the Vegas trio for a while and Ellie was in and she planned to talk to my Mom tomorrow. Miranda smiled, "Your devious plan to get your Mom to be a dyke to a Mistress while you watch is almost all in place." "Don't forget, the plan also includes fucking Ellie too," I added. "Don't you be getting me jealous. I already have to share you with your Mom," Miranda teased, falling to her knees. She took my cock in her mouth and after a couple of deep bobs asked, "Was your car recently parked in your Mom's garage?" I laughed at the horrendous visual. "Yes, we fucked for a few minutes in the kitchen while Dad was in the living room. But the phone rang." "Oh you poor boy. You didn't get to come in your Mom," she mocked, before asking, "Will I do?" I grabbed her head ...

... and lead her mouth back to my raging hard-on. "Yes, baby, you will more than do." Ten minutes later, which is as long as I usually lasted in the sauna of lust that was Miranda's mouth I began shooting my cum in her mouth. Unlike her usual swallow every drop routine, she moved back and caught my cum like a basket. Once done, she stood up and left the room. Curious as hell, I pulled my pants up and followed my devious girlfriend, who went directly to Mark, seated at the anchor’s table and leaned forward her mouth open, apparently showing her mouthful of my cum to her ex. He went red as Miranda clearly swallowed it all. I was just in earshot enough for her to say, "Remember when that was your pre-show routine?" "What the fuck, Miranda?" Mark questioned. Miranda, now mad, threatened, "Leave my boyfriend alone." "Boy is right," he quipped back confidently. Miranda laughed, a laugh dripping with scorn, "Don't you dare judge, Mr.-Can't-get-it up-for-round-two-without-a-nap." Others in the room couldn't help but let out a quiet laugh as Miranda turned and walked away, leaving a red faced Mark utterly speechless, probably for the first time in his egotistical life. Miranda walked right to me and shoved her tongue down my throat for all to see. I could taste myself on her tongue, but was thrilled to finally have the public affection she had not given me until this second. Mark glared at me and I smugly winked back at him. Miranda and I fucked after the show for a lengthy hot marathon ...