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Mommy Sits on my Lap part 2

Date: 6/22/2016, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: drew1207, Rating: 98, Source: xHamster

your little tallywhacker while you watched your s****r being fucked against the railing of the gazebo?" "Did you come? I bet you did! I bet there's not only dirt on them shiny shoes you was wearing, but little silvery trails on material of your rented pants," she sniggered. "Did you time your come with ours? Did you release your seed on the ground the same time that boy was spurting his seed inside me?" She leaned against the car and stuck out that magnificent ass clad only in a single layer of spandex/nylon. She gyrated her hips and ass just as she had done in the gazebo. "Here's me." "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Huh! Huh! Huh!" she wailed, imitating the motions and noises she had made when she had come. "And here's you," she sneered. Still resting on the car she reached between her legs with one hand and simulated stroking a penis. For some reason that was even sexier than her pretending to be fucked. She smirked. "It was you wasn't it?" "What the hell is going on over here; lets get going," mom came out of the dark pulling her suitcase on its little wheels. I had never been so glad to see her. She had rescued me from a very awkward situation. "Geez mom! Didn't you change?" Shelly whined. Mom was still wearing the white two piece skirt and jacket, cerise satin blouse, flesh-toned ultra-sheer pantyhose and killer white four-inch high-heels. She still had on all of her gold jewellery and full makeup. "Well I was going to change back into my travelling clothes, but then I ... realised some asshole had spilled beer all over my leggings and they are still damp and smell like Coors," she looked at me accusingly. "Didn't you rinse them out and dry them?" my s****r asked. "Nah; forgot all about it," mom said opening the back door and trying to wedge her suitcase on the back seat. "Jeez! Let me do that!" I took over suitcase wrangling duties. "Well it's your fault anyway," mom said, and rightly so. "That suit's going to get ruined on the trip home mom; you have to sit on Mike's lap again all the way," Shelly said opening the driver's side door of her compact car. "As long as no one spills beer over it, it'll just get a little wrinkled is all," mom said. "Or spills anything else over it for that matter," she glared at me. An hour later the car was silent except of the background hum of the radio. Shelly was concentrating on driving; it was late and she was tired. Mom was asl**p in my lap. And once again I had huge boner in my shorts. The car was even darker and more crowded than on the way up. Mom and I appeared to be completely shielded from my s****r. Mom had settled into my lap and fallen asl**p almost immediately. When she had sat in my lap she had pulled her skirt firmly under her bottom and smoothed it out. "That should keep it from getting too wrinkled. Or stained!" she turned her head and looked at me accusingly. The little car rumbled along the secondary road; once again the resonance of the car and the presence of my mom's soft ass had produced an ...