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At Mothers Window Again
Date: 1/26/2016, Categories: Taboo Voyeur, Author: bioralpleaser
... word so clearly. The notion of sucking my mother¹s pussy was whispered to her by Ray and she almost swooned at the thought. On the bed my mother was coming again and her belly convulsed with self adulating pleasure. It was too much for Ray and Muriel and they came right along with her. Behind the shed we held our breath and squeezed our pricks, terrified that discovery after what we had seen would be calamitous. That night, was enough to cause weak eyes, warts and hairy palms, if ever it was going to happen. Our imaginations filled in the blanks and let us conjure thoughts of Muriel¹s mouth licking between my mother¹s legs. We¹d heard her say she¹d do it, wanted it, even craved it. Each time we saw her in church dressed in Sunday best and ovalling her lips to sing, we thought of her rounded ass pumping against Ray. The image of her getting frigged and fucked, lusting for the taste of another woman¹s cunt, gave substance to our pubescent fantasies. My mother never did learn to pull the blinds, but then I never thought she would. Her greatest joy was being watched from the darkness and not knowing who was hidden out there.