"MOM!" In here, Richie," came her husky voice from the master bedroom.Red-faced, Richie stalked into the doorway and bellowed, "Give it back! You fuck...ng give it back to me! You don't have a fucking right to it!"Sandra regarded her son with a gaze that was both sultry and sheepish.The skimpy black bikini bra molded her breasts into two swollen round mounds of flesh. The panties stretched tight against her labia, glistening with moisture that had seeped through. "I can't," she said in a breathy. I put my hand under the covers and felt for his shorts. As expected his cock was rock solid. I slid my hand into his shorts and began to stroke him.I pushed the covers down and pulled his shorts down to his knees. He continued to suck my nipples as my strokes became firmer on his young cock. It felt so good to be doing this.Unfortunately, his inexperience soon told and he shot his load into my hand."Oh sorry," he stammered."That's ok," I smiled at him. "We've got loads of time."And we did. All. This went on for at least five minutes when he hung up his phone and put it in his shirt pocket. With both hands, Mr. Bozeman pushed himself up from his chair. Stretching his hands over his head, he looked around at my house. I laid, spread eagle at his feet. He turned to go inside without noticing me. The door slammed again and I smiled to myself for the chance I took. Still not satisfied, I stood and took the shirt in my hand. What else could I do? I was becoming addicted to the rush. I. ‘I don’t care,’ he groaned, as I slipped my hands under his shirt and began stroking his back. ‘I know, but we still have to wait and make sure your mother doesn’t walk back in.’ ‘All right, if you insist,’ he mumbled. So, we settled in with the books on the table for a bit. And it’s a very good thing, too. Literally less than a minute after we’d sat down, his mother breezed back in. ‘Sorry, I just forgot my appointment book. It’s a little hard to get there without directions,’ she chuckled.
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