As she quietly took off her dress and panties, Diane couldn't help admiring how beautiful the girls both looked. Jimmy was a very lucky boy, she thought. But as she carefully sidled up to her slumbering son, her eyes were drawn to the rock hard c**k trapped halfway under the blonde girl's thigh. It was such a beautiful c**k, she thought, like a piece of classic sculpture. Except it was made of flesh and blood. Hot flesh and blood. And the sight of it jutting up against her son's abs from under Rayne's leg was making Diane's p***y ooze with juice.
Ever so softly, Diane kissed her son's n****e and traced her fingers over the exposed portion of his c**k. He was so hard she knew his full balls needed to be emptied. Yet again, she thought, and smiled to herself. Her p***y quivered with sensati
