1. Mom's Roadtrip


    Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: alex_g, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster

    Matt and I?&#034 I smirked, saying with sarcasm, &#034Sure, just leave your poor mother alone then.&#034 He laughed, as he knew I was tired, as he came over and kissed my cheek and said they would be careful. They left, and I read. At first, I didn't find much. A couple of Sports Illustrated and some outdoor magazines. I smiled when I went into his bedroom and found the porn in the top drawer of his dresser. Yes, momma was snooping. But momma has a right too. Besides, this older woman still has a sex drive, one that my ex seemed incapable of, or wanting to, to take care of the six or seven years before he ran off with that divorced lady in his office. No, I'm not bitter. Much. I ended up in the bathroom diddling myself for an hour, getting myself off to a few good enjoyable orgasms. I then put his skin rags away and went to bed and fell asl**p right away, with a contented smile on my face. Waking in the morning, I looked at his clock, and sat up quickly when I saw the time. It was almost eleven in the morning. I quickly pulled on my jeans and my shirt and went out into the living room, finding it empty. Of course, being a mother, I was extremely worried, wondering where my son was. I didn't have to wait long, as the door opened just seconds later, and in staggered my boy and his two friends. All three look like they had a very rough night, as my son gave me a big smile, and exclaimed loudly &#034Don't pay the ransom ma, we escaped.&#034 I was pissed. They were laughing. Well, ...
    they weren't about to tell me about what happened last night, and nor was I to ask. I was pretty damn sure that I didn't want to know. And smelling his face, I had my guess. I don't care what his face smelled like, I was pretty damn sure they didn't go to a fish fry. Well, the three of them showered, and away we went, taking in more sights. Youth is grand. None showed any fatigue during the day, save for that glassy eyed smiles they all had. Although they didn't last long that evening, and both Matt and Aaron smirked when my son got a phone call from some young lady at about seven. We were to leave very early the next morning, as both boys had to work on Tuesday. So I set the alarm for four, and after going out for breakfast with Jacob, we were on the road by six for the long journey home. It turned out to be longer as planned. We were about sixty miles west of Kansas City, when the engine started to make a racket. Matt was driving, and as I sat nervously in the back seat, we limped off the interstate and into the town of Lawrence. We found the Dodge dealership after asking for directions, and as we got there, there was smoke billowing out of the engine compartment. I sighed when the mechanic looked at it, and shook his head. The van was only a year old, so the warranty was good. But since it was already early afternoon, and I now needed a new water pump, we weren't going anywhere. The boys understood, as they used their cell phones to call their employers, telling them that ...
«1234...78»