Mature bound and fucked by son

I had let my long curly hair down so it fell over my shoulders and down my back and had sat in the car in the parking lot at work and added some extra make up around my eyes and a deep shade of red to my lips. He let his eyes follow the card then with a blatant look at my legs winked and walked away. I would not say they were exactly fuck me shoes, but I had just bought them with showing off in mind and they were the sexiest pair I owned by far. I looked up when someone said excuse me, to see I had almost walked directly into a tall man in a black suit. You're an attractive woman Anna. She said when he finally got her off she came so hard she was dizzy and could barely move. The one I should have never bought, the one I should be totally disgusted with, yet it was the one I knew I would watch before George arrived.

He wanted to fuck his mom. Steve stood there looking at his mom, his hand still stroking his cock. As he did so, she slowly began to moan and her pussy got moister. Steve walked over to the fridge in his bedroom and got a bottle of beer. He padded quietly across the living room floor and picked up the bottle. In the morning, he would be the only one who really knew what had happened. Steve orgasmed so hard he though someone was squeezing his nuts.

He dumped his clothes, bottle and camera in his room and then headed to the bathroom. He realized that it was as if he was standing on a cliff. He padded quietly across the living room floor and picked up the bottle. She breathed deeply as he did so, and moaned even more as he slowly finger fucked her. Steve flushed the toilet and pulled his shorts up, cock bulging out in front.