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Double your pleasure 2

Date: 6/22/2017, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

cock. "No big deal," he mumbled, his face red as he pulled his gym shorts up, his cock poking out in front of him. I'd say that's quite a big deal, Brittany thought as she tried not to stare at her son's erection. "We just got home..." "Yeah, I figured that part out," Bart said, managing a small laugh as he stared at his mother, reconciling what he saw with what he had seen the previous night and then again on the video. "Where's Beth?" she managed to ask. "I imagine she's in her room," Bart replied. "I wonder who that could be?" Brittany mused when they heard the doorbell. "Bart!" they heard Brian call. Looking at his mother with raised eyebrows, Bart grabbed a t-shirt, pulling it on as he left the room, his mother behind him. When he got downstairs he was shocked to see that it was Brenda from next door. "Oh, hi, Bart. Hi, Brittany. I hope you don't mind, but I'm trying to do some rearranging and stuff and I have some boxes that I just can't get into the attic. I'm not tall or strong enough and even with Billie helping we can't get a few of them in. Could you please help? It won't take too long, I promise. And I've got a nice big pitcher of lemonade ready," she said, a smile on her face. "I'm sure Bart won't mind helping," Brittany said with a smile. "Would you like a cup of coffee first? It seems like it's been ages since we've even talked and we live right next door." "I know, it is silly," Brenda laughed. "Coffee sounds fine, the boxes'll be there." "Here, have a seat," ... Brittany said, indicating one of the stools at the kitchen's breakfast bar. "I'll get the coffee ready." Brenda was wearing a small wrap-around skirt that came down only to the top of her thighs, along with a shimmering stretch tube top and flat espadrilles. Her C-cup breasts stretched the fabric of her tube top to the point that it seemed almost painted on. As she slid onto the stool, Bart was a little surprised to see that she wasn't wearing any panties as the tiny skirt slid up over her thighs and pussy before she pulled it back down as far as possible once she had found her seat, not seeming to notice the show she had just provided. "Here you are," Brittany said, handing Brenda a cup of coffee and sitting on a stool next to and facing her. "Mmm, that's nice," Brenda said, taking a sip of the coffee. "Thank you so much." "Not at all," Brittany assured her. "It's nice to have some company. And I must say, that's a beautiful top you're wearing. I love the way it seems to shimmer." "I have to confess that it's not mine," Brenda said with a laugh. "I found it in Billie's drawer this morning and just couldn't resist, even though it feels a size or two too small," she said, running her hands up over her breasts, feeling her hard nipples digging into her palms. "Well, it just shows you to good advantage," Brittany told her. "I think it looks fine." "Well, thank you," Brenda said. "That's nice of you." "So how long are you going to need our Bart?" Brittany asked. "Oh, it shouldn't ...