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

He's Teen and Thinks Girl's Mom Sexy

... in your crafted, blue-lace panties."

Celine gave a small smile. "Lisa chose them for me because I was overwhelmed when she told me you wanted to taste my pussy juices from my crafted panties."

"So you want me to hold you while you masturbate and cum in your crafted panties for me?"

With her face showing her embarrassment, Celine shook her head. "That's sweet of you to offer, but I thought that if you want my orgasm juices on my crafted pantiecrotch, well, you might like to&#8230 to&#8230"

Celine continued embarrassment-weeping, but she also need-wept. "Oh, Valond," she cried. "Oh, Valond, I beg that you put your hand in my crafted panties and touch my pussy, touch my entrance. I would love to feel your touch at my entrance. Please, please, play with my pussy." Celine paused, took a breath, and with imploring eyes, looked at Valond. "Oh, Valond, I'd love to feel your finger in my pussy. Oh, Please. Please. Please." Then after another pause, and with unsure eyes, she added, "Do you want to play with my pussy?"

Valond was joyed. Romantically, he paced his hand on Celine's cheek, and with his eyes dancing with his joy, he looked at her and said, "Beautiful, Celine, sexy mother of Lisa, I would love to play with your pussy." He softly caressed her cheek. "And I hope you would find it wonderful."

"You'd like to play with my pussy, even though I'm Lisa's mother?"

"Mmmm, yes. I'd love to play with both your pussys. Your daughter loves me playing with her ...

... pussy, and I'd like that you'd love it too."

Celine was melted, she couldn't stop the need of her pussy and she couldn't stop her naughty questions. "And would you want to play with my pussy every day when I come to leave you my crafted panties for you lick the crafted crotch?

"Mmmm, yes, every day."

Celine's lips were aflame as she put them to Valond's cheek. And with cheek-kisses, she adored him with frolicking passion. She wanted to tell Valond that she loved him but couldn't. Then his fingertips were moving in serenading caresses over her crafted pantiecrotch. Oh, that he would touch her in such a romantic, naughty way. His fingertips saying the same thing as his words,that as was his way at his organic-self-sufficiency-paradise, he would melody her to wonderful pussy orgasm for him.

Celine floated in joy. Not only would she let teen Valond orgasm her pussy, she had begged him to do it. And she liked that she'd begged him. Celine silently whispered, 'Valond, I love you.'

Celine could let Valond put his finger in her pussy but she couldn't have his beautiful, big, teen cock in her pussy. His cock was for her daughter, and for Celine to fantasise about.

"Sweet, sexy thing, are you ready for your orgasm?" Valond asked, loving seeing Celine soak her crafted pantiecrotch.

"Yes," Celine whispered with a soft, little gasp.

With a wide smile beaming on Valond's face, he added, "Would you like to have your orgasm on my lap?"

It astounded Celine that she was ...