All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 1821 - Chapter 1830

Ben hit the record button, walked behind the camera, and entered the scene as if he was walking from his original place from across the room. He held his hands in the air just above his waist."Come here baby. Let mommy take care of you."Once Ben was in place, Tiffany dutifully pulled his shorts and underwear down together. His erection popped out, long and stiff. She gripped it with her right hand and began stroking it, keeping her head still to keep her face out of frame.Ben sighed. Every time he watched his mother grip and begin stroking his cock, he felt a strong urge to immediately spray her with cum. He had to force himself to think about something else, in this case, repaying his dad five thousand dollars to begin a payment schedule.'2,000 to start, per week, for 2 months,' he mentally ticked off, sighing."Nice and hard. You sure are excited, Benny." Tiffany forced Ben's attention back to his delightful reality.Tiffany settled in, dragging her tight grip back and forth alo

They made eye contact as an unspoken boundary was flirted with. The look in Ben's eye made Tiffany's pussy flutter and she blushed.Regaining her composure, she cleared her throat."There are a lot more, Ben."Ben thought it interesting that his mom chose to read one that was about actual fucking, a subject his mom had never discussed before. He thought back to when her enthusiasm began, when she had the idea to include more of a storyline to their videos, that day, just two days ago, marked a point of more willingness to participate. It seemed as though Tiffany felt better about her sexual relationship with her son as long as they were recording."That sounds interesting, Mom," Ben espoused thoughtfully, careful to make himself sound neutral."Well, I'm not saying we have to do that one, but you see my point."Ben recognized when his mom became awkwardly aroused and wanted to push her to explore those feelings, so he said nothing, pausing to see where she'd take the discussion."Why

Tiffany created a perfect fucking environment by smashing her full breasts around Ben's cock. She marveled at how he was reacting to her moving her tits all around, up and down his shaft. She increased her tempo and her heavy tits made loud slapping noises as they smacked his thighs. She moved her torso in combination with her breasts that were fucking her son's cock. Ben had to do very little other than move his dick in an upward motion whenever she slammed her tits down onto him."Mmmm, good, Benny. Good job, you are so nice and hard for Mommy. Oooooh," she cooed.As Ben watched his mom work, he mentally cursed the bandages on his hands. Her breasts bounced in his lap looking supple and soft. He badly wanted to feel the luxuriously smooth skin of her breasts. The fact that he could not, would make for a longer scene, sure, but he adored her enormous tits and watched sadly as they bounced out of his reach. Ben had to rely only on his mom's breasts and her rhythm to achieve climax.Ti

"Good morning, Ben, I have yogurt and granola on the table for you." Tiffany was wiping the counters down as she spoke.She was wearing a pink yoga-style top, much like the one she had on last week when she came into the living room, and a very short, white skirt. She was barefoot had had painted her toe nails pink to match her shirt.Ben watched her wipe the counter for a moment from behind her. She leaned away from him, sponging wide arcs over the counter. Her skirt lifted and her thin, matching pink thong peeked into view covering her pussy mound."Fuck!" Ben sighed.Tiffany turned to the next expanse of counter, now facing him, but focused on her job. She wiped across the marble counter, her tits wobbling with her strokes.Ben enjoyed the show as he began his meal."Thanks, Mom."She smiled in response and continued scrubbing.With breakfast eaten and cleared, they were setting up the scene that would be recorded in the kitchen. Ben had set up a ladder and was placing a silver flo

She started working faster, rising on her tiptoes, then falling back down to her heels, over and again. Sucking loudly on Ben's cock.She worked more of his broad shaft into her mouth. In a strange moment, she tasted the alcohol-based cologne he'd obviously rubbed onto his penis and had an intense flashback. Her head swam as the taste invoked memories of her early blowjobs and how she loved the reaction of her young boyfriends. She became high on the reminiscent experience and moaned loudly, feeling her scorching pussy screaming for attention.'I want more.' She concluded."I like that Mom, keep going." Ben looked down on his mom as she looked up at him, her mouth open to accommodate the first four inches of his now rock-hard penis.Tiffany pushed her face down and stopped. Ben's cock throbbed powerfully between her lips. She blinked up at him before drawing her mouth back, completely off of his cock.It slowly waved in the air stiffly, the first few inches wet with Tiffany's spit. Hi