Busty Mom & The Bullies No.2
Things heat up as the bullies visit and make Elliott's busty mom, Tanya, their willing slave. More
Elliott looked over at his mother. Even though he’d watched those neck muscles of hers contract time and again as she’d swallowed the three massive loads, her chin was covered with cum, with a couple of nasty big wads dangling obscenely, quivering as they distended down towards her jizz-spackled chest. He knew she’d hungrily swallowed most of it, but there was just too much for her to keep up with. He looked up at her face, and with her hair still pulled back away from her mouth, he could see she was flushed with arousal, her skin glowing with a fine sheen of perspiration. Her eyes had a faraway dreamy look to them, as if she was in another place.
“Mom, are you…are you okay?” Elliott asked, worried by that strange vacant look in his mother’s eyes.
Her son’s words broke Tanya out of the trance-like state she’d found herself in. Her spinning mind had taken her to another place, just as Elliott had thought—a place with hundreds of big, hard teenage cocks. Cocks capable of shooting fountains of cum. Enough cum to quench that insatiable thirst that these boys had awakened inside her. And the thing that made her shiver inside was that most of those cocks she’d been picturing were black—huge black cocks as stiff as iron, shooting gloriously white streams of thick creamy cum.
“I’m fine, honey,” Tanya finally responded as she glanced over at her son. As she turned her head, one of the dangling wads of spunk dropped from her chin onto her chest, the slimy white rope slithering snake-like into her cleavage. She looked down at her cum-spotted chest, desire overwhelming her. She’d had a few of those minigasms when the boys had been fucking her mouth, but she’d become so aroused that she knew she had to get fully off in a hurry or she’d explode. “I’m okay, baby, but Mommy needs you over here right now.”
Elliott scrambled over and got to his knees in front of his mother, his face level with hers. “What is it, Mom? Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes, but I need you on your back between my legs right now. Mommy needs to use that mouth of yours.”
Elliott looked down. Her chemise ended just below her treasured pussy, blocking his view of her succulent cunt. But he could see her thighs, and that provocative slit over one thigh looked incredibly sexy. He noticed the way the velvety soft skin on the insides of her full thighs caught the light in some spots, the light picking up traces of emulsion, evidence that her gushing cunt had left some telltale residue on her warm flesh when she’d climaxed, just as he’d pictured. His gaze dropped down further, to the pillow she was kneeling on. The numerous damp stains on it sent a jolt to his aroused libido. “Jesus,” he thought to himself, “the stuff is everywhere. She really is a gusher.” And now his mother was asking him to get between her legs so she could sit on his face. For Elliott, it was a dream come true.
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