Mom and son scret sex chatting on web cam
Hannah thought it strange that David wanted a webcam for his birthday.But it was cheaper than a new car or a Sony Playstation, so she went shopping for one.She resented the fact that David was spending more time online with that woman than with her. Hannah turned off the computer and waited for her son to come home from school. After she had picked one out and had paid for it, she saw the young sales associate again in the parking lot. "I know this is embarrassing," he said, scratching the back of his head, "but I was wondering if you'd like to go out some time." Hannah blushed. " David shook his head, as his body started to shake from head to toe. He preferred the way hers sag a little compared to the perky little tits the girls at school had. The string of her panties was disappearing by the second inside her widening crack. That's when David could saw it in all its glory, her pink pucker, slightly brown around the edges, so beautiful a sight he wanted to kiss it and lick it and then some. It was the height of eroticism, of fantasy, every boy's dream. David stuffed his face in between her crack, licking her asshole and her pussy, relishing their smell and juices. So was Hannah, who was reaching back and pulling her son's hair. Without warning, she backed into him, burying his inches into her warm moistness. To Hannah, it felt big and hard and she felt full and satisfied, while David loved the warm moist feeling of being inside her. But let me go to the bathroom first." When she came back, a transparent butt plug was in her ass. Her asshole stretched in diameter for about an inch.She didn't get asked out much anymore, but when she did it was almost always by a younger man. "I'd love one." Slowly getting out of bed, David stood up before her. "Slow down, sport, I don't want you coming this early." Her grip loosened and David tried to catch his breath. These weren't tits his mother had, they were breasts, full and pale and pink nippled and drooping just enough because of their sheer weight. David got on his knees behind his mother's ass, as if it had beckoned him. Keep going." Emboldened, David pulled down her panties until the swell of her pussy lips became visible. Steadying himself on her hips, he began to thrust, tiny little thrusts that made his mother moan on and on. Still, David thought, it was going to be a tight fit.
When I wanted to snuggle in her breasts, when we hugged, she would pull me away can call me a "naughty boy" (with a sly smile), for example.
Even as she went to sleep, she tried to picture it and how it would feel inside her. "But," she said, "there are a lot of bad people on the net, people who wouldn't think twice about hurting you. "Hey big boy, your mother's here." Which was strange: she didn't remember writing any emails to her son that week. You're the best." After dinner, Hannah moved his computer and webcam into her room. Finally, she summoned up the courage and walked across the hallway to David's room. " "Yes mom, I am." He was lying on his bed, bare chested, his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling.
It's your safety I'm concerned about." David said nothing and left to go the school. Even though she always said she respected her son's privacy, she opened the message anyway. They said their goodnights and retreated to their respective rooms.
She was amazed by the length and girth of her son's penis. The head was purple and thick and fat, and the shaft long and shiny. "David, I don't care what you do in the privacy of your own room.
It was one of the most beautiful penises she had ever seen with one glaring problem; it belonged to her son. But." He looked up at her with a mixture of shame and anger in his eyes. She was about to turn off the computer when one of the subject lines caught her eye.