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

He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy

... blushed. "Oh, it has, and in a very naughty way. But, Valond, I can't have my daughter bringing you my crafted worn panties, however&#8230" her throat felt dry, "I do have an idea about my crafted worn panties."

Valond gave Celine a tender cheek-kiss and with a smile, said, "Well, come in then and we can talk about your crafted worn panties."

Valond gently took Celine's hand and led her inside. He sat her on the crafted sofa in the adobe lounge, then sat beside her, and with his cock throbbing, said, "Celine, It's delectable that you've come to talk about me tasting your pussy juice off your crafted panties."

Celine swallowed the lump in her throat and her eyes again glazed over, she liked hearing teen Valond's evocative response about his desire to taste her pussy juices. She felt shy and nervous, but she also had desperate pussy need suffusing her.

"Valond, while I'm not comfortable with my daughter bringing you my crafted worn panties, I would be happy to visit you, daily if you want, before my daughter does, and leave you my crafted worn panties, so when Lisa comes you can taste both&#8230" Celine couldn't say it.

So Valond said it for her. "So I can taste both your pussys from your crafted, juice-soaked pantiecrotches."

Celine's eyes lowered and she silently nodded, blushing again.

"I would love that," Valond said.

After several moments, Celine slowly raised her head and with her eyes full of need, looked at Valond. "Valond, I thought with your ...

... interest in licking my crafted pantiecrotch, that you might&#8230 might like to take my crafted panties off." Celine bit her lower lip as she nervously waited for his reply.

Valond's blue eyes twinkled with heated excitement. "I would love to daily take your crafted panties off."

Celine shyly nodded and even had a shy little smile, she had known that teen Valond would love taking her crafted panties off. "And there's one more thing I thought you might like," she whispered, barely able to get the words out.

"Okay," Valond responded with a curious voice.

Embarrassment-tears began to slide down Celine's cheeks. Valond was nineteen and she was thirty-eight, plus, she was Lisa's mother. For long moments, she couldn't speak, then with her embarrassment-tears coming faster, she let her words come. "Valond, while I've come to offer you my crafted worn panties, I also come in need." She wanted to tell Valond more about what she was feeling, but she couldn't.

Valond put his arm around Celine's middle and held her cherishingly. "Would you like to orgasm in your crafted panties before you leave them for me?"

Celine demurely nodded without speaking, her soft-brown eyes shimmering with hope and need about her orgasm. Then she lifted her crafted frock hem and revealed her crafted panties to teen Valond. After a moment's hesitation, she slowly spread her legs for him.

Valond tightened his arm hug around her middle, his cock flexing. "Oh, sweet one, how beautiful you look ...