The soft petals of her womanly flower were hanging wide open. She had the word's 'PROPERTY OF MY SON' written on her belly. "Morning mom." he said as ...she began sliding her ass up and down on his oily cock. "Morning baby, how are you feeling?" she spread her pussy with one hand, showing him the wet, pink interior while balancing herself with her other hand. "Good, mom, good. How are you this morning?" he smiled at her, enjoying the way her tight sphincter gripped his cock. "I feel great, but. But I'm not there anymore. I probably still would've gone through MORFS again, and my parents would still throw me out. There's no point in taking revenge."Gavin nodded, "I'm impressed with your maturity. Of course if you press charges they could be made to compensate you financially."'Well I could use some funds for my college, but to pluck them?' "What do you recommend Mr. Benson?" Call me Gavin. Well it's up to you. If it were me, I would fill in the paperwork and sue them for a significant. Mom runs her hands down her torso to her hot sex box. She raises her skirt to show her sexy long legs with lacy black thigh hi hose. She examines how hot she looks and unzips her skirt to let it fall to the floor. She spreads her legs and squats down to reveal her hot box. Mom pulls her panties to one side, to release her lips. Her fingers barely touch her lips, she feels the tingles running thru her body.Mom licks her fingers before she runs them thru her pussy lips. She rubs her nub in. ’ ‘Well, in that case, if you don’t mind some free advice, why not just enjoy yourself and let tomorrow take care of tomorrow?’ For a moment, I thought she might get up and leave. After all she’d been through a life altering experience. She’d been cured, presumably, from a life threatening and physically debilitating illness. And, here I was proposing that she just enjoy herself. She looked at me with a thoughtful expression. There was another long pause that I refused to fill. ‘Yes. Yes, I.