1. Mommy Sits on my Lap part 3


    Date: 12/13/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: drew1207, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    gaining entry to a girl's treasures," Shelly eyed me, and both mom and I blushed a deep red. Did Shelly know I had fucked mom in the car while she sat on my lap during the ride home? "Shelly go and get changed; Mike, dinner is in the fridge just microwave it," she smiled at me. "I'll be home about ten so if you are still awake we can share dessert," mom winked at me. I looked across at Shelly and saw a knowing smirk on her face. Fuck! She must know what mom and I had been up to in the back of her car! A horn hooted from outside and mom gave me a 'don't worry; nothing will happen' look and kissed me primly on the cheek and wiped away the lipstick she left there with her thumb. She smiled at Shelly. "Have a good time Shelly; see you both later," she walked over to the front door, her magnificent ass waggling in her tight skirt. Shelly stuck out her tongue at me and got up from the couch and went upstairs to change. I raced upstairs with my raging hardon and locked myself in the bathroom. I freed my erection from my shorts and bought a pair of mom's soiled panties to my face; I wrapped my cock in a pair of Shelley's panties and frantically masturbated. I filled my s****r's panties with creamy sperm in about thirty seconds and cleaned up the mess; burying the soiled panties at the bottom of the laundry basket. I went to my room and surfed the net for about an hour or so, trying not to look too often at the time. Ten o'clock couldn't come around fast enough. I wanted to fuck my ...
    mother again! I went down stairs about an hour later to get my dinner and was surprised to see that my s****r was still here. She was lounging on the couch again, in the same position as before. I was wearing a pair of shorts and was barefoot and shirt-less. I took her in. Her bottle-blonde hair had been teased out and framed her pretty face which was heavily made up; black mascara and eyeliner, mauve eyeshadow, rouged cheeks and ruby-red lipstick glistened her lips. She was wearing a blue mini-dress, the long sleeves and shoulders were made of semi-transparent black nylon material; the dress itself was a blue spandex blend and clung to her body like a glove. The hem rested at the top of her thighs; her legs were swathed in expensive 15 denier flesh-toned pantyhose and they glistened in the dull lamplight. Her feet were shod in four-inch black patent leather 'fuck-me' pumps. She looked hot and my cock began to engorge, seeing her dressed that way sprawled on the couch, legs akimbo. She had been drinking; a half-empty bottle of Shiraz rested on the coffee table and she was gulping a glass of the dark red liquor. Her eyes drifted across the room and met mine as she sensed my presence. "Before you ask, Tim stood me up. Bastard! He stood ME up!" she roared. I smiled to myself. My prick teasing, sanctimonious, self-centred s****r had been stood up! It was poetic justice. Shelly gulped down the last of her wine and poured herself another glass, as she sat up to pour the wine her legs ...
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