It felt right to do it. “She likes it.”
“But…she just screamed.”
“Yes. Milf sex Charlotte yelped at the forceful intrusion and squirmed on the toilet seat. In her hand was a glass of wine. “It’s okay. “Hi, mom.” I said awkwardly. “Uhm…” I swallowed down a nervous tick. I went to the sink and filled myself a glass of water hoping the long gulp would ease off the sexual tension between my legs. I shouldn’t have worn a pair of briefs. I went to the kitchen sink and gave my face a splash of cold water to calm my libido down. I knew exactly what they wanted and I was sure it wasn’t the raw frozen frankfurter hotdogs in the freezer that they wanted to suck on. When she pulled back, she let out a satisfied sigh and stroked my cock with her hand. Just like with Melissa, I bent down instinctively and kissed Charlotte possessively on the head.
