Bettie Bondage – Staying with Mom

This clip contains SLOW BURN, BUILD UP, EROTICA WITH A PLOT, FLIRTING. You haven’t been to stay with your mom in a long, long time. She’s been living alone through the whole pandemic, and you know she misses you, so when you and your long-term girlfriend split up, you figure its a good time to go home and stay for a while. You can tell she’s been alone too long. She needs to get out there, date, go to bars, meet people. She says she did try once, but some really young guy bought her a and she didn’t even finish it. She says it was probably just to be nice to the sad older woman. No way, you tell her. She’s gorgeous. She must know it, right? You decide you’re going to show her. She’s going to wear that dress Aunt Judy picked out for her to wear on that date she ghosted, and you’re going to take her out…of course, you weren’t expecting a body-hugging velvet number so short you swear you can tell she’s not wearing panties, but you aren’t complaining. Even the waiter thought you were on a date! Back at home, you don’t know if its the digestif controlling you or not, but you can’t keep your eyes off her, her thighs crossing and uncrossing, the languid way she leans into you…she’s flirting right? I mean…she’s got to be…and before you can think about it too much, she is on you, climbing on top of you and pulling your cock out of your pants, gasping as she guides you into her for just a few gorgeous, delicious bounces before she recollects herself, disbelieving of her own actions, and hurries away, apologizing. You can’t believe what just happened… You wake up on the couch, mom’s hand gently nudging you to rouse. She wants to talk. She wants to apologize. She couldn’t help herself but it doesn’t make it right. You try to tell her its ok, that its more than ok, that you absolutely can’t believe how good she feels but she just bites her lip and tells you not to say things like that. You know why. You know she doesn’t want you to say such things because the more you say, the more she wants it again. You push on, starting to rub your cock, until she’s pouncing on you again, a tiger, a cougar hunting for her handsome, hung prey…even if he is her son.