Natalie had seen her son’s prick and she had LOVED it, the only reason the dildo wasn’t his size is because she didn’t know his size to be exact...Natalie had walked in on her son masturbating more than once and enjoyed the look she got each time before her son scrambled to put his cock away, truly it was the most beautiful cock she had seen.As Mike went out to his party, Natalie pulled out her dildo for a long night of fucking herself to the image of her son’s cock in her mind. She started. ” At that gushy moment, he threw me on the ground and began tickling me until I cried for mercy. Scott jumped up and looking down at me said, “I’ve got a lot of stuff to do today. Want to join me?” I shook my head, “No, I want to get a start on my homework and I have to do laundry before it becomes a new life form.” “Ok,” he was out the door in seconds shouting goodbye after him. I sighed again and picked myself of the floor. “I swear, one of these times he’s going to get me to horny and I rip. I didn't mean for it to happen..."Her mother's voice crackled, "I did mean something, it meant you didn't honor your marriage, your husband or your kids."Donna felt a flash of resentment before the truth crashed in on her. She looked at her mother, "Did you ever-- slip?" her voice was soft but it was her mature voice, no longer the little girl.Her mother's expression soften, her love evident. "No, there were times when it was a near thing, but no, and as far as I know your father never slipped. Thats 15 minutes there and 15 minutes back which leaves almost an hour and a half. She tried her best to concentrate on driving, and not running into someone or something, but her distracting thoughts of her lover were her making her wet. As she drove, her throbbing clit demanded attention, so she gently stroked herself through her already damp pants, but not enough to bring her to a climax. The existence of the Championship game gave them plenty of opportunity to plan out that evenings.