.." he moaned as he pressed the skimpy material to his nose. He jerked his cock into the white panties while sniffing his mother's scent. His mind fil...ed with lewd images as he imagined his mother in various stages of undress. He jerked harder and as he felt himself about to erupt, he sucked on the white, crusty bits coating the crotch of his mother's panties. "Unnhh...Mommm,,," he moaned as his cock spit and throbbed its load into his mothers panties.** ***** ** Jen looked at the clock on the. As your mind starts to come back to reality, you can hear yourself moaning again, not screaming, not resisting, but moaning as you involuntarily lick your lips and let your first words out of those sweet lips, ‘Fuck my pussy.’ The sound barely audible, but followed by a whimper as you realize what you just said. Your teeth bite into your lip trying to avoid saying anything else that might mark it that you are enjoying this. His hand lets go of your hair and his fingers slide out of you. Your. Heh, Ma had to haul him off me one time he was so mad - he gave me a real-life image of what “white with rage” looked like. Took a while for that beating to heal up I’ll tell ya.Well, some months went by with no change in my job status, but I spent my time either hiking wilderness trails, working out or just hanging around the community yard. We lived in a townhouse that was part of an oval of townhouses with the center area a mix of parking by each door, a playground for the kids and some open. . ward...” Beth chimed in.“Keep your comments to yourself, young lady,” Mrs Brooker said sternly.Chelsea’s gaze darted around the table from Jeff’s mom to his dad to his sister and back again. “If you’ll excuse me...” She stood and headed up the stairs.Jeff’s parents’ gaze focused on him. “Jeff -- what’s wrong?” his mother asked.“I’ll go talk to her.” He headed up the stairs and found Chelsea sitting on the guestroom bed, hyperventilating slightly.He sat beside her. “What’s wrong?” he.