Shifting uncomfortably, his hands covering the growing excitement between his legs, Ethan whispered, almost inaudibly, “Wow Mom, you look amazing,” then more clearly he stuttered, “I…um…I am going to go to my bedroom to…uh… finish up my story.”
Without waiting for a response, Ethan closed her door and retreated to his room. Milf sex In his mind’s eye, he could see her, her form draped in the soft nightgown that clung to her curves, her face contorted with ecstasy. Gently, he placed a hand on Claire’s chin and raised her head so their eyes locked onto one another again. Ethan felt a surge of courage welling within him. Her breath grew heavy, each exhale whispered a plea for release. Ethan’s breath hitched, his eyes widening in surprise and realization that his fantasies were about to come true. Her body responded eagerly to his touch, her knees lifting and spreading apart, urging him to explore further. How about I pour you a glass of wine? He saw Claire in a new light—his willing sex toy.
