I dropped my shorts. I knew I had to do something to get her out of there or I was going to f**k her all day.
"Ohhhh, nice," she said. "Go get your undies."
I tossed them to her, and she smiled. "You're never going to wash these again. Come stand next to me."
I did so, the tip of my c**k inches away from her face. She slid two fingers in and out of her soaked s*x while the other hand pinched and pulled her n*****s. My briefs lay on her hard, flat abdomen.
"I love your c**k. You're bigger than Hank and Kyle. You'd fill my p***y and hammer my cervix. I bet you c*m a lot, too."
I stroked faster. She knew filthy talk was like gasoline atop my erotic fire. Then it was my turn. "You look amazing when you're being f****d by your son."
"Ahhhhh," Aubrey moaned. "More; say more!"
"I watched a
