I feel the heat building deep in my
Wet mommy pussy. It’s a constant throb that aches for young cock. In fact, it’s always wet for any cock in the house.
Consequently, my thighs stay slick and parted. Ultimately, I am ready for any hard dick that dares to penetrate me. And I’m sure eyeing my son’s best friend as I know he is packing a
big dick.
Furthermore, I catch my son staring. And his eyes are locked on the dark spot spreading across the front of my panties. Just where my juices soak through.
Simultaneously, his own straining bulge grows obvious against his jeans. Like a silent testament to how my wetness drives him wild.
Consequently, I shift my hips, grinding slightly against nothing. So, just to feel the delicious slickness of my own fluids.
Wet Mommy Pussy is Like a Drug, But Sweeter
Furthermore, the scent of my arousal fills the air. So musky and sweet, making his nostrils flare as he inhales deeply.
Meanwhile, I slip a hand inside my panties. And my fingers finding my swollen clit slick with my own essence. Then I slip it inside.
Consequently, I rub slow circles, spreading my wetness wider. Thus, feeling it coat my knuckles as I tease myself.
Furthermore, I know he’s watching every move. And his breath is hitching as I moan low. While my pussy is clenching around nothing but air.
Consequently, the sight of my fingers glistening with my cum makes him whimper. Just like a dog for that bone. Thus, his hands grip the chair arms until his knuckles turn white.
Furthermore, I lift my wet fingers to his lips. Thus ordering him silently to taste me. Consequently, he opens his mouth, sucking my essence clean while his eyes never leave my cunt. Now he’s dripping and hungry for more.
Consequently, I feel his devotion in his tongue. It’s a silent promise that he’ll always crave exactly what I am: a Mommy Whore whose pussy owns him completely.