I want you just in your panties you little slut.” Cindy slowly took off her shirt revealing her perfect tits with her rock hard nipples. She then ho...oked her hands inside her shorts and let them slide down her legs. Cindy was now only wearing a pair of red lace thongs. Scott sat on the end of the bed and took off his boxer shorts, letting his throbbing cock stick straight out, “On your knees bitch and crawl over here. I want to fuck your mouth like the little whore you are.” Cindy crawled on her. .. Shit!... I did it again!' I tried to hunch over as I left the room trying to hide my manhood, but I swear I heard Mom giggling as I made my way out. I was back in my room before you could say motherfucker twice. As I lay there, I tried to sort out what was going on inside my head. 'Okay, so Mom is hot... but it's just so Wrong!... I do want to lick her all over, though... No!...Bad!... I will not think about my own Mother like That!... My fit!, Sexy!, Fuckable!, Mega MILF Mom!...noooooo!.... ‘In me!’ Linda moaned. ‘Tom, please, I want you in me! I…I don’t want to come like that!’ Tom slid on top of her and felt her guiding his cock to her quavering opening. With a thrust of his hips, he buried himself in her. It felt wonderful! ‘I need you so desperately!’ Linda groaned. Her legs locked behind his as her middle ground against him. ‘Ever since yesterday, I…I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how good you make me feel! Not even for a minute!’ Tom drove into her, his excitement. .. the air slightly warmer up here... the scent that reaches him unmistakable. Still something keeps him from calling out to you, as he moves silently in his bare feet to peek around the corner into the bedchamber.. and he swallows hard at the sight that greets him. Certain facets are hidden in the dim light, in the shadows falling across the bed, but there is no mistaking the little mews and soft moans of pleasure that reach his ears.. no mistaking the slow arch of your back as you lay.