We're at the breakfast table, father eats and takes his calls, he doesn't know his mother's toes are kneeding at his balls.
Then he reads the paper to get stockmarket tips, while mother stares into his eyes, tongue rolls across her lips.
Mom walks him out, dad's off to work, I hear her pull the latch, it won't be long before he'll sink his balls deep in her hairy snatch.
Boobs rock beneath her robe, each bigger than his head, she whispers in my waiting ear "let's go up to bed."
She takes his hand, he follow up the stairs and to her bed, she makes him take the very spot where father rests his head.
Her robe comes off, pounds of tit-flesh roll across her chest, large glistening lips and a chubby clit mark the entrance to her nest.
In the sixty-nine, mom takes her spot, her pu ssy in his nose, her pungent smell and drooling lips, like the blossom of a rose.
While his father gone from 9 to 5, busy selling stock, his mother's lips glide up and down upon his meaty co ck.
Her tongue flails round his knob and underneath his crown, and fu cks it with her gullet, bobbing up and down.
Soon she rolls upon her back and opens up her legs, its time for his potent teenaged spunk to mingle with her eggs.
For hours his mom an he will fu ck and sweat and scream, bathing in a slippery pool of c ock and pu ssy cream.
While the unsuspecting father drives home upon our road, mom and him bounce and hump and blow their final load.
And after a day of fucking and sucking and cu mming like a whore, his gorgeous horny mother will greet her husband at the door.....