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Son dominates mother pt3

Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: xiahoudun, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

half a minute, then I tiptoed to the door and peeked out. Sure enough there she was, masturbating outside her bedroom door again. This time she was leaning with her back against the wall, her robe hanging open, one hand massaging a tit, the other going crazy on her pussy. It barely took twenty seconds before her whole body shuddered and her legs gave out. She slid down the wall holding her pussy tight. Seeing Mom make herself cum was beyond the coolest thing ever. It was even better than the things I made her do because this she was doing for herself without being f***ed. I wanted more of that. I watched while she got herself together and snuck back into her bedroom. I thought about how she was about to get into bed next to my dad with the smell of my cum still on her breath. Wouldn’t it be awesome if he kissed her like that? The clueless bastard deserved it. I went out into the hallway, went to my mother’s bedroom door, and jerked off in the same place that she just had. What little cum I had remaining spattered onto the floor and I just left it there. The next day I was watching TV after school and my mom came into the living room. This got my attention. She had been doing her best to avoid me ever since that fateful day, so something was up. She looked like she had something to say, but was embarrassed. “Good afternoon, Mommy,” I said with a smirk. “Alex, I…I can’t do what you asked tonight.” My first worry was that she had found some trick to get out from under my ... control. But I stayed calm. “That’s okay. We can do it now instead.” “No,” she said too meekly to have anything tricky up her sleeve. “We can’t.” She looked around to make sure no one else was within earshot even though we were the only two in the house. “I got my period this morning, so we can’t do anything.” There were obviously some things we could still do, but I was so relieved that it wasn’t something else more major that I wasn’t even going to push it. Well, maybe just a little. “How do I know you’re not just saying that?” “I don’t know, Alex. I’m a woman, it happens every month. What do you want me to tell you?” “Prove it.” “You want me to prove that women have a menstrual cycle?” She crossed her arms and looked at me like I was an idiot. “No, that you’re having yours right now. Pull your pants down.” “Don’t be crude.” “I’m serious. Pull your pants down or you’ll be having your menstrual cycle alone in a motel room tonight when Dad kicks you out of the house.” Her jaw clenched, and her eyes burned with anger. I waited her out. Finally, in a fit of infuriated annoyance, she yanked open the top button of her jeans, tore the zipper down, and pushed her pants down off her hips. I nodded for her to continue. She jerked down her underwear. I leaned forward to get a closer look. Standing in front of me, she parted her thighs enough that I could see the tight crease of her slit, and down near the bottom a short length of white string dangled down. I really didn’t have any doubt that ...