"That's all you're getting for right now."He gave an exaggerated sigh of disappointment and she threw a dirty sock at him."That the best you got?" he ...asked as he snagged the sock."Nope, I've got a whole basket here." Sylvia set it down, balled up a shirt and whipped it at him. "You'd better give up, I've got all the ammo."He caught the shirt. "I never give up."Sylvia threw another shirt and a pair of sweat pants, and Troy grinned. "Big mistake. I'm armed now."A few minutes later, Sylvia sat on. Jake’s mom lies back and spreads her legs wide, splitting her pussy lips and rubbing the clit ever so gently. Her massive tits nearly hanging off the side of her body, she plays with her left nipple. Jake reaches for his cock and strokes it quietly. He then hears, “Jake, sweetie – are you coming in here?” JAKE COULDN’T FUCKEN BELIEVE IT! At that point he knew his mom knew! Was it her all along? Did she plant the magazines and pictures to be easily found!?“Jake, are you watching me? Come in. Her gaze flicks toward the movement of my shoulder, then away again like a skittish bird. She swallows.“Are you a torturer, darling?” I ask, voice low even though there's no one else in earshot. “Do you enjoy torturing me and being cruel, forcing me to sit here, rock-hard with nowhere to go?”Her expression flickers, and suddenly she shoots up to her feet, clearly ready to leave the tub. Water streams down her form, following her curves, soaking the spandex so that it kisses her skin in all the. "You look like a vestal virgin," giggled Natasha."Hmph. I guess they have me pegged, then." Lizzie held the dress up again and looked at herself in the large dressing mirror. "Very fetching," she said, adjusting the headband. "Some looks never go out of fashion, eh?" In the mirror, she suddenly noticed a pale woman standing in the doorway behind her, staring at her in an odd, expressionless way, and she felt a chill.Natasha squeezed her mother's hand and kissed her on the cheek. "Hello, Mama,".