“Wow, Madi, you look great in that!” Helen exclaimed happily. Amateur porn John was hovering over a serving cart fixing drinks for everyone when he noticed them come through the glass door leading out to the pool area. When he dropped to his knees and pulled her into him she squealed with surprise. Helen placed her hand over her mouth and stifled the guttural moan that bellowed from her as her own orgasm rocked her violently. Dazed she sat up, gave him one last look and walked unsteadily out of the room. Two tiny triangles of fabric connected by braided strings that tied at the back and around the neck passed for the top and barely covered her nipples while the patch of fabric passing itself off as the bottoms just managed to hide her mound from view. Her son’s cum. “Helen!” he sputtered, staring into her mischievous eyes. Hitting the automatic trunk release she climbed out of the car just in time to see her son coming out of the house. Once next to it he unceremoniously dropped her onto her back with her butt at the edge then spread her legs wide by her knees and slid between them.
