She felt fuller than she could ever remember feeling before, but chalked it up to the sheer eroticism of fucking a guy while her sister videotaped it....As soon as she was ready Paige began to move up and down Paul's shaft. Her opening strokes were routine, medium in speed and length, designed to increase the heat and lubrication of her pussy in preparation of the faster, harder strokes still to come.Phoebe was zooming in on the pair on the bed, moving in until only Paige's ass and twat and. " Uh huh." I answered as I stroked by cock. "It's definitely helping, Mom." She took a step or two up to the side of the bed again and stood there letting me look at her. My eyes were scanning her body, from her breasts down to her panty covered pussy – my own mother's pussy - and with each second I looked at her, the grip on my cock and the speed of my jacking increased."Can I ask a favor?" Mom asked."Of course." I replied as I jacked myself."Would you mind terribly if we changed places?" She. "Have you eaten? Would you do me the honour of meeting me for dinner?" "The honour?" she giggled. "Where?" I suggested a little place I knew. The food was good and it should be quiet there. "Twenty minutes." was all she said before the line clicked off. Eighteen minutes later, I was standing nervously in front of the restaurant. I suddenly realized that I really only knew what she looked like in her cop gear, Sure, I would never forget her eyes, but it was dark out here. I heard footsteps. It seemed like everyone she knew was there. At first she tried to be a good sport and get into the spirit. But the laughter and good times just annoyed her. A few beers, some cheap wine, even a little weed, did nothing but make her feel more miserable than ever. Rather than be a wet blanket, she grabbed a beer and wandered away. As the light from the bonfire dimmed, she found a small, driftwood sanctuary near the riverbank. That’s where Mark found her a few minutes later, sitting behind a big.
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