It wasn’t chain, it was rubber. She was trying to think hard about who it might be, but she was too caught up in the moment to think about anything ...lse. She lifted her leg and pushed him to the bottom. She loved being in control. She placed her hands on his chest and started in and upward-downward pattern. His hips quickly learned the rhythm and followed. The only sound in the room was the slapping of their sex, the air smelled sweaty. She was so close to cumming. She wanted to yell it out,. She was smiling as she loved every fucking second of this maddening sexual incestuous encounter with her own teenage son. As he again thrust deep inside her, she reached down between her legs with her right arm until her fingers found her erect clit. As she rubbed her love button, she could also feel her son’s thick shaft across her fingertips as it pistoned in and out of her tight cunt. Her clit throbbed as orgasm neared.“Oooooooohhhhhhhhh yes baby, that’s it, fuck mommy good and hard!” she. I couldn't see why she didn't do it herself, but I pulled down the tutu, leaving her standing in her blue leotards. I could see her chest moving up and down with heavy breaths. I then pulled the top of her leotard off around her shoulders and down to her waist. She was wearing a bra so I stuck my arms around her back and undid it."That's better." she said, "Its so suffocating in this bra." I felt a slight tingle between my legs when I saw her breasts. She didn't seem in a rush to conceal them. I quickly put on a sexy and short black skirt, cute white panties, white socks, and a white button down short-sleeve t-shirt. I was not wearing a bra, my nipples were poking through. I wanted my handsome husband to enjoy his young schoolgirl fantasy! I snuck up behind him. “I have a surprise for you,” I said and grabbed his cock over his boxers as he brushed his teeth. “Oh, what kind of surprise?” he said, gazing at me through the mirror.“Come to the bed to find out!” I smiled and ran out of.