” She said.I looked up and saw a completely different mother. She was all toned up. She was looking absolutely stunning. I asked “so what kept you...busy?” “Nothing. Will tell you later when we reach home.” She replied. I nodded but I was absolutely sure that she had gone to the beauty parlor.However, we had our lunch and mother ordered two glasses of orange juice for me. I had to drink it, as she wanted me to perform better at our union again today. Before we picked up the auto to get home, I. ‘Oh God I’m cummmmmmiiinnngggg!’ She howled. She just kept grinding her hips, her orgasms came at her in waves. The taboo nature of the act spurred her on. Stan was flabbergasted by the moment. He couldn’t believe his lovely mother was riding his hard cock. He thrust his hips upward matching her downward plunges. The two kept perfect time with their love making. It was too much for Stan to take and he felt himself getting close to erupting. He knew he would soon be filling his mother’s womb. You squeeze your muscles and tighten on me. I begin ramming you trying to loosen you up a little because it starts to constrict me a little too much. Your moans of pleasure heighten up to screams and cries for more. Your body trembles and I can see you trying to hold it in, tensing your muscles and then it happens. You cum. Your juice spills out all around my cock and you moan as it happens. I quickly pull out and begin licking up and down your slit, tasting all of your juice and slipping my. She was covered with splatteredfood that had hit her when putting the plates and glasses into her bussingtray, and her uniform would need at least one trip into the wash. To make thingsworse, the wait staff had tipped her poorly. At least when she turned twenty-onenext month, and could start waiting instead of bussing the money would be better.She was going to have to buy books next week for the coming semester as wellas keep gas in her car. When she had arrived at the small red brick town.