Naughty Mom
Chapter Four:
Alicia fled the basement in as state of disbelief bordering on
shock. He looked sensuous as a cat,
moaning, growling. Porn sex He wore no underwear underneath, and that shocked
her. It was her motherly duty to find
out what he was up to. Her bedroom door was half closed. “Oh, Mom!” the boy moaned, loud enough for Alicia to hear him. His prick stood up like a billyclub, not a hair smaller than
Mark’s cock, and it throbbed as if Shawn had a naked girl lying on
his bed with her legs spread and her cunt waiting. Mixed with her own pussy juices was Thomas’s cum. Alicia rose silently to her feet and retreated to her bedroom. She slipped
into Ricky’s dark bedroom across the hall and waited, peeking out
into the dimly lit hallway. The upstairs
hallway was quiet. He looked sensuous as a cat,
moaning, growling. “Ohhhhh, Mommmmm!” he growled, chewing on her panties as if he
wanted to devour them. Her shoes in one hand, her bare toes sinking into the carpet as
she tiptoed toward her room, she felt uncomfortably sticky and gooey
between her cuntlips. He sucked on the filthy crotch of Alicia’s panties, on the
satiny material saturated with her dried cuntal fluids. Shawn’s pink lips curled around the crotch of her panties,
sucking, munching. He squirmed all over the bed as if the
bedspread were hot skin he was
