1. There Ain't No Option-B, Motherfucker!!! (Com


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Mature, Sex Humor, Voyeur, Author: dantheman1980, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    house. His mother his horrified and doesn't see that her housecoat has come undone in the heat of the moment and that her tits and bare pussy are on show. 'I'm so sorry,' she gasps. 'No, no, I'm sorry, this...' (Should never have happened?) 'This is all my fault. I broke his trust. I should leave...' 'Well let me see to that eye, first,' Teresa says, approaching me with her had outstretched to my face. I lift up my hand and then notice that my skin feels stiff and scabby. I rub my fingers against my eyebrow and notice that I've been bleeding. Shit. There goes my weekend, royally and utterly ruined. All my fault. Her hand feels gentle against the wound. She beckons me to follow her so she can get me seen to and shame burns me as we cross the threshold to the bathroom, where it all began. She bathes the wound carefully, getting rid of the bl**d. Luckily it's only a small cut and the swelling is nowhere as bad as it could have been. 'Will you be safe getting home?' Teresa asks. 'Hmm?' 'You're not concussed or anything? You might faint and end up in hospital. I could drive you home!' 'Would you? That would be kind of you. I really don't want to have to be in public after that,' I explain. She gets dressed, grabs her keys and twenty minutes later we're bombing down the motorway in partial silence. She's wearing a white blouse, only half buttoned up in her haste to get me home. Oddly enough, she's also chosen to wear a shortish conservative looking skirt. Don't ask me while I'm ...
    looking. Just tell me that I'm looking for trouble and don't know when to stop. I can see the curve of her right breast from her cleavage and downward. I try not to look but I'm trying not to look away because I feel I shouldn't come across as ignorant. Not ignorant, just an idiot. 'Will your parents be home?' she then asks me after some time listening to the radio. No they won't. I hadn't thought about t. Didn't even need a reason to until now. 'I'm a bit weary after all of that. I wouldn't mind a cup of tea at the end of the drive if I could. A moment to reset my thoughts...' 'You're welcome to, sure. All the time you need,' I say and then she catches me looking down her blouse. Now if you've ever read somebody's eyes exactly the way you saw it and end up right more often than not, imagine hers saying &#034seriously, after all the trouble peeping got you into last time?&#034 That was the look she gave me briefly before putting her eyes back on the road ahead. Then a wry smile appeared on her lips. We got back to my parents' house just after lunch time. I invited Teresa in and put the kettle on. We were standing in the kitchen awkwardly, checking the time, checking our phones for messages... Checking Teresa's cleavage. Shit, busted again! 'I am really sorry we got caught,' I said, casually reminded and making it ever more awkward. As awkward as the boner now threatening to return on the back end of that thought. She held her breath and then huffed. 'Yeah, not to worry. Fun ...
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