A divorced mother's lust over her son
FOUR HOURS LATER
The sounds coming from the next room woke me up,The bed frame was slamming against the wall,accompanied by the wet, slapping sound of bodies ,I could hear my son’s girlfriend moaning uncontrollably, Don't stop, right there," O my God, Fuck me,Fuck me, Fucker, my fucker,she said .
I lay there frozen,I couldn't believe my ears. I closed my ear instead, but it wasn't working out for me, I removed my hands from my ears and listened carefully. my vj began itching me,my hand under the waistband of my blue pajama bottoms. The moment my fingers made contact, I realized just how wet I was. It wasn't just a little damp; I was soaking, my folds slick and ready. I started scratching my
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