She felt Dan pull the towel that was covering her and then spread it again over her. “I’ve never been given a massage by someone that’s taken classes.”
They both laughed as Jen sat on the bed, her Son standing and looking down at her. xxx sex She wasn’t quite sure why she was doing this but she was. Dan stuck his tongue out and ran it upward along her slit right up to her puckered anus. He jerked his cock into the white panties while sniffing his mother’s scent. Had she imagined all that or was her son ‘checking her out?’
And why did that send shivers of excitement shooting through her. She didn’t want to feel this way about her son. “Unnhh…Mommm,,,” he moaned as his cock spit and throbbed its load into his mothers panties. Susan glanced into the rear view mirror and smiled as her son waved at her. “Wh-what are you doing?” she gasped again as his mouth sucked on her toes and his tongue caressed each digit. Oh, God, yes! He was giving her the once over, checking out her wares. “But you really cant wear a dress for a massage.”
Jen sighed and went into the bathroom. “What?” Jen demanded, her voice raising. “What were you gonna say?
