When mother is always is horny

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“You wanna go into the bedroom?” she whispered. Her tight little fist started jacking up and down on his prick staff. He slipped one hand up underneath her top and cupped the bare mound of her stiff-nippled tit.

“Yeah,” Tom answered hoarsely.

Quickly, Flora led the way into his bedroom. Standing beside the bed, she stripped oft her skirt and tank top. Not only had she been braless, now Tom saw that she wasn’t wearing panties either. She stood there, naked, her tits full and jutting, her curly cunt hair glistening with tiny drops of fuck juice.

As soon as he was as naked as she, Flora snuggled in his arms, her billowing tit globes crushing against his chest, his rock-hard cock poking into her tummy.

He moved both hands down her smooth back and squeezed the round, springy cheeks of her ass. She moaned delightedly and squirmed her warm body against his.

“I wanna give you a blow job,” she murmured into his car. “I want you to cum in my mouth the first time. Okay, lover?”

Tom grinned down at her. He was finding it hard to believe that this blatant, sultry woman had been working for him for so long and he’d never noticed just how foxy she was. But now he was sure as hell gonna make up for lost time!

“Be my guest,” he told her.

Cooing softly to herself, she pushed him backwards until the edge of the bed caught him behind the knees and he sat down suddenly. She knelt down between his thickly muscled thighs, her eyes twinkling with sluttish zest. She took the wide base of his cock in one hand and cupped his hairy balls in the other. Her wet, clever little tongue flicked out lewdly, swirling over and around the knobby tip of his cock pole.

“Oohhh, that tastes gooood!” she squealed. Wantonly, she started sucking him off, pulling as much of his big, meaty cock shaft into her snug, juicy mouth as she could. A shameless spasm of joy ran through her luscious body as the rigid flesh of his cock head massaged the inside of her warm mouth.

Tom leaned back on his elbows, looking down at the top of her bobbing head. He felt the cum start to churn and bubble in his twitching balls.

Her lips and tongue were impressive as they slurped up and down on his throbbing cock staff.

It was almost like fucking a tight, juicy pussy.

“Oh, Christ, Flora, you’re good,” he panted. “Very good!” His hips started to buck off the mattress, pushing more and more of his lengthy prick down her throat.

Flora smirked around the thick cock in her mouth her slim fingers squeezing the quivering sac of his balls. Encouraged by his praise, she pulled her face off his bloated cock meat and licked with the flat of her tongue down the underside of his prick, moving toward the jism-filled balls she held on and moved her mouth between his shivering thighs, sucking and lapping at his quaking balls.

“Ahhhh, shit,” Tom grunted as he felt his balls being sucked hungrily into Flora’s mouth. Her sweet, agile tongue went right to work, licking and twirling.

He was beginning to realize the possibilities of having both Flora and Olive working in the same office. Then he grinned ruefully, wondering if such a setup might not drive him to an early retirement.

Flora moved back up the length of his cock shaft, taking long, wet swipes with the flat of her tongue over his shuddering prick meat. She popped the huge head of his cock back into her mouth and sucked in a frenzy of lust.

Humming softly to herself, her snugly-clenched lips slid up and down on his swollen prick shaft. His cock meat was swelling and writhing against her tongue and the roof of her mouth.

Only seconds now, she told herself, until be explodes and fills my mouth with cum!

“Oh, God, honey, how I love suckin’ your big cock!” she panted throatily, puffing her mouth off his prick for a brief second.

Tom cupped the back of her head in one large hand and, pushed her face back down into his crotch, at the same time bucking his ass off the bed. Flora cooed happily as she felt his rubbery cock head slam into the back of her throat.

No sooner was his prick safely back in her mouth than she felt his cock spurt the first load of thick, hot cum down her throat. Flora gurgled merrily and swallowed, making room for the next gush. She gulped as quickly as possible as his cock head continued to splatter and spew his savory jism sliding easily down her throat. She tightened her lips around his jerking cock, just behind the bulging head, and jacked his prick shaft frantically in her soft hand, milking him of every hot, slippery drop of cum she could. Only when the thickly spurting flood slowed to a trickle did she raise her head, smacking her lips noisily and grinning widely.

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