When mother is always is horny

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“What?” Joey was staring more and more openly into her juicy young crotch, his Coke all but forgotten in his hand.

“So, since we’re all alone, and will be for sometime, I was wondering if you’d like to go inside and fuck me,” Heidi finished quietly.

Joey was too amazed by her shamelessness to answer. He ran his tongue out over his suddenly dry lips and stared at the way the crotch of her tight shorts dug into the plumpness of her cunt mound, separating and outlining the fleshy lips of her pussy slit. At he watched, Heidi blatantly spread her warm, bare thighs even farther apart.

“Besides,” she added, “I’ve been noticing the way you keep staring at my pussy.”

Instantly, Joey’s eyes jerked off to one side so giving the lawn mower his undivided attention.

“Don’t be so nervous about it,” Heidi said with a low chuckle. “There’s nothing wrong with a boy looking at a girl’s cunt.”

She reached down and stroked the tip of her forefinger over the thin cotton crotch other shorts.

“Oohhh!” she squealed. “I just love being touched that! You want to touch it? Here, I’ll make it easy for you.”

Quickly, she unfastened the single button on her shorts, pulling them off and exposing the ripe pink mouth of her pussy hole. Then she reached out, took his hand and guided it in between her parted thighs.

Joey couldn’t believe what was happening, but his cock meat throbbed and lurched wildly when Heidi pressed the palm of his hand against the wet, hairy mound of her cunt hole.

“C’mon, Joey,” she cooed softly. “I told you I just love being touched there.”

She deftly slipped his long middle finger into the slippery heat of her wanton little pussy.

“Aahhh,” she sighed. “There, that’s better! Now start movin’ your finger around in there!”

“Okay,” Joey muttered, grinning nervously at her. He began twisting and wiggling his finger around in her snug young cunt gash, slowly at first, then faster and faster until he was deep inside and rubbing against the slick, tender pussy walls of her cunt tube.

Heidi squirmed her solid little ass around on the porch step, bouncing up and down with delight, moaning softly. Finally she could stand the teasing no longer. She had to get Joey inside the house and get her hungry young cunt, stuffed with some of that delicious looking cock meat she saw bulging out the front of his jeans.

Bouncing lightly to her feet, she took him by the hand and pulled and tugged him in through the kitchen door. Once inside the house, she grew even bolder.

“Christ, I’m sure hot and horny today,” she murmured, hugging him tight and pressing her swollen tits against his bare chest. “We’ve got the next few hours all to ourselves, Joey.” She kissed him and slid her agile tongue deep into the warmth of his mouth.

Reaching down with one hand, she cupped the huge lump in the front of his pants, squeezing his prick shaft gently and caressing his cock with her fingers. She felt his strong, manly body trembling. Her hand played with his cock and balls through his jeans. Her own body was becoming more and more aroused. She could feel her hot, spicy cunt juice oozing down the insides of her soft thighs.

Quivering with anticipation, Heidi broke the kiss and dropped down to her knees in front of him. Joey leaned back against the kitchen table and gazed down at the top of her head with wide yes as she pulled down his fly and freed the large shaft of his solid cock.

“Oh, Joey,” Heidi squealed in satisfaction, “you’re really hung, ain’t you?” She smiled sweetly up into his face. “I just knew you would be!”

Thrilled at the thought of getting fucked by a brand-new cock, the whorish little blonde held the base of his prick rod tightly in her moist, warm hand and brought her open mouth closer to the plump head of his hard-on. She mewled softly and wiggled frown one knee to the other as she felt his fat sty cock pole slip between her slurping lips.

His prick tasted delicious as his cock head moved over her tongue and filled her mouth, pressing firmly against the back of her throat. The sheer fleshy size of his prick and its tangy flavor were pure bliss to the kneeling teenager. Her ripe, flawless, young body pulsated with spine-tingling ecstasy. Holding his bloated cock head tightly against the back of her throat, she fluttered and twirled her warm, well-trained tongue up and down and over his thick, spongy prick shaft.

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