She’d often asked when was I going to find myself a nice girl, but I couldn’t tell her that wasn’t my scene. She brought her new guy home severa... times, and asked me if I minded if he stayed the night, like she was considering I might be envious because I had no one. Little did she know that I fancied her guy probably as much as she did, but he was as straight as a die, so there was no messing with him.But when I heard them shagging deep into the night, I imagined it was me getting the best of. He provided us with all the luxury of life, but this is not the only things necessary to live in this world, especially for my mother. My father was a drunkard and I used to save my mom from him every day night from beatings, harsh words and she would look at me with great pride and I slowly became her savior. Slowly I started nurturing my love for her; I never look at any girl or woman other than my own mother. She had become my Lover I didn’t know when I attracted towards her but really, I. My clit was raising out from behind my lips where it rests. I lowered the vibrator and touched it to my sensitive clit.It was like an electric current of pleasure pulsing through my body in waves. My nipples grew even harder and I bit my bottom lip. I found my attention wandering away from the mirrors as I started to think about a boy I had a crush on. My mind was thinking about dreamy eyes, sexy lips, toned arms, muscular pecs, six-pack abs, and hard cocks. I lost track of time and could feel. Last weekend was one of the hottest shoots yet. We pulled into the drive of this old school, mansion type of house and immediately I swore for not having charged more for the sitting! This place was huge! The woman that met us at the door was definitely a trophy wife. Maybe 30 years old, honey blonde hair, light tan, brown eyes, full lips. Her chest was enhanced but the rest of the body was naturally tight and rock solid. She explained to us that she and her husband had decided they.