1. Mom Becoming a Model


    Date: 4/23/2016, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: parttime678, Rating: 87, Source: xHamster

    extra padding was almost pushing her breasts out of the bra. The straps were almost string like and tucked over her shoulders which meant that my full focus was on her chest. "Whoa mom easy, what are you doing?" "I can't be bothered Brian, just keep quiet and let me unwind. I make an extra effort to look good and professional at work and do the best that I can but sadly it doesn't seem to be enough." She slumped back into the sofa and undid her bun, letting her hair down across both shoulders. I made sure that I had moved my laptop over my immense hard on, didn't want her to see what her undressing was doing to me. "So what are you going to do now mom, or are you just going to look for a new job?" "I don't know Brian. I can't be bothered doing shitty weekend jobs like this and take this kind of bullshit." Instantly after hearing her say that, my fantasy of mom being in porn came back to into mind. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to raise it but I was shitting myself at the same time because I didn't know what mom's response would be. "What about modelling mom?" I asked cautiously. Apart from that little photo shoot with Lewis a few months ago, mom hadn't ever done anything remotely close to modelling. Despite her enjoying the attention when flaunting her assets, she never went any further than just flaunting. Probably explains why she and dad are still together. "Are you crazy Brian, do I look like some sort of cheap ass hooker or prostitute to you?" "It was just a ...
    thought mom, I mean I'm not stupid and I know you dress provocatively as does everyone else when you're out. I paused for a moment. Besides I've not forgotten that little photo shoot with Lewis that you did a few months back" "It was a silly mistake on my part and something which I should never have agreed to. I'm your mother Brian, not a hooker." Mom's temper didn't seem to be going away, it was unlike of her to be this up tight and stressed. She was a very proud woman who took her employment status very seriously since she was young. From being raised within a poor f****y when she was younger, it was almost a knock against her pride, this particular firing. "But the money they make is insane and you wouldn't even need to work the hours that you already do to make ends meet." Still slumped against the sofa in her bra and pencil skirt, mom began rummaging through her hand bag. "And besides you're still quite attractive mom, if you don't mind me saying." Strangely enough she didn't react in the way that I thought she would do. I was half heartedly expecting her to throw me out of the house after suggesting potentially modelling. "You're my son Brian. You shouldn't be saying, let alone thinking things like this involving me. I understand you're 21 and these things are natural but seriously you need to stop right there." Mom pulled out her cell phone from her bag. "I'm going to go upstairs and get changed out of this and speak to your father about today." She said. "What about ...
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