She started “Kuttey, khoob maza aa raha mere mumme choosne me, aur chaat saley, khulee jeebh se chaat mere mummey. Tu mere mumme choos mein tera lun... choosungee. Maader-chos chhodungee neheen tujhe, bahut Potent mard hai na, dekhtee hoon kitnee der tak mujhe chod sakta hai” I was getting stoned by this talk of hers. “Bahen-chod ka lund to mota aur sakht hai, dekhti hoon kitney jhatke sahega meri tight phuddi ke”Having sucked her tits enought I moved down to her pubic area. Wow, what a lovely. She couldn’t help but feel disappointed that her slutty outfit had not resulted in a better tip. Especially since he had definitely felt her up and grabbed her ass. She wrote it off to him just being too drunk to be thinking clearly.The farther she got down the road, the more she concluded she deserved more for her efforts. She looked in the rearview mirror. “You look fucking hot. He should have dropped some big bills for the show,” she thought to herself. She felt sure he would have if. "Jesus Christ! Mom." I moan, as she slides her lips back over my throbbing hard-on. "You can be my alarm clock anytime!" I groan, as she expertly flicks her tongue along the length of my shaft."We really don't have a lot of time." Mom says, releasing my cock and planting kisses from my stomach to my neck. "And I really want you inside me." She says, positioning her hot pussy lips around the head of my cock."Oh yeah!" I scream, as mom eases her steamy pussy down onto my fully erect cock. Her. Not that she was jealous, because that would just be silly.“Sorry, Mom. It wasn’t my doing. She just showed up right after you left.” As mad as she wanted to be right now, she just couldn’t pull it off. Not today. Instead, she smiled, “Well, I hope it was good.”Josh slowly smiled at this change in his mom, “Yea. It was good.” And then quickly added, “But nothing compared to fucking you.”Something in her brain sort of just clicked when she heard her son say that. Neither had asked for any of.