I can’t help it!”
As I spread my legs and rubbed my throbbing clit, my son began to uncontrollably roll his hips, thrusting upwards, rubbing his cock on my feet, humping like a horny dog. They’re really nice!”
“Thank you, baby. Fuck mommy’s feet! How’s that?” I said as I squeezed my tits and pulled on my stiff nipples. Was it something in your video game?” I asked accusingly. Let mama see that ‘Big Hard Cock’ of yours! It’s bedtime anyway, so why don’t you get yourself cleaned up, and I’ll be right there to tuck you in.”
After giving Danny time to get himself into bed, I went to his room. “Don’t be embarrassed. I couldn’t have a loud trashing orgasm with my son sitting right in front of me. “Do you want to go back to playing your game?”
“Okay.” He said, again unable to resist looking me over one more time before taking his seat. “Do you want to go back to playing your game?”
“Okay.” He said, again unable to resist looking me over one more time before taking his seat.
