He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy - Sex Stories

He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy

... she softly begged, hoping Valond would realise that she was talking about more than just her tummy.

Celine kept her lips tightly sealed to stop herself from telling Valond that she loved him. She had to separate reality from fantasy. But oh, his big, beautiful, teen cock throbbing at her buttocks made it difficult to do.

"I love touching you and I love holding you," Valond whispered in her ear.

Valond's hand left the middle of her tummy and moved under her crafted negligee in tantalising upward caresses. Celine knew where teen Valond was heading with his wonderful caressing, and as she'd done on the sunbathing afternoon, she was going to let him.

Naughty-tears and ecstatic-tears both came to her eyes. She was going to let teen Valond naughtily and beautifully play with her bosoms, her bosoms that had no crafted bikini on. Her bosoms that ached for his wondrous touch.

Valond had sweetly mesmerised her into needing his touch and she didn't want it to stop. Valond's hand moved closer and closer to what he sought. It was beautiful that he sought her tits, she should stop him, but she couldn't, she just had to let him naughty play with her bosoms.

Celine's naughty and beautiful tears came faster as Valond's fingertips found the sides of her bosoms. That Valond would play with her tits to encourage and further excite her masturbation fantasies about him was a lovely, erotic gesture, and she could only adore him for it.

"Celine, I love your daughter's tits and ...

... I love your tits too," Valond jubilantly whispered. "I love touching your gorgeous tits."

Again, Celine found it impossible to reply. It was so extremely naughty that teen Valond had his hand up her crafted negligee touching her tits and about to play with them. She should never have agreed to the sleepover.

Celine didn't know if it was her reality or her fantasy that had her naughtily placing her hand on teen Valond's hip, encouraging him, begging him to naughty play with her tits.

Even though Celine couldn't masturbate and even though nothing could happen with Valond, she was desperate to be helplessly wet for him. She couldn't hold her words in. "Valond, I'm desperate you make me helplessly wet," she cried as she held tightly to his hip.

Valond's hand slid in effortless, heated exploration onto Celine's tits and she moaned in sweet euphoria, her moans echoing off the four adobe walls. Lisa stirred in her sleep. "Mother, Valond loves touching you," she murmured.

Celine's need to masturbate increased with Valond's every tender, serenading touch to her bosoms. The wonder of Valond and being with him at his organic-self-sufficiency-paradise, suffused her with joy.

Naughty Valond's hand was all over her tits except for her nipple rings and nipples, he was being good naughty. Celine could tell by Valond's indulgent touching that he found her tits sexy, and it felt wonderful that he thought so.

Over and over, Valond caressed her tits as he aroused and aroused ...