We chatted casually about school until I stood up and said, “Dammit, I have a run in my stocking.” I put my leg on the chair right beside my very captivated son, and slid the stocking down my leg. In this house you are in charge and I am yours unconditionally.”
“Fuck,” he grunted, “you are so hot Mom.”
“You are too, baby. hardcore porn At my age such compliments don’t happen as often as when I was a teenager and in my prime,” I smiled. “B-b-but you are my M-m-mom,” he said, still trying to wrap his head around what was happening, his bulging pants already revealing the impact my body had on him. **********
One thing about me, is once I decide I want something I do everything in my power to get it.
