"Your what?" She breathed her heated breath across his crown while her hands cupped his cheeks. "Your throbbing, hard d**k?"
"Yes!" he exhaled as her hands slid along his hips.
"Your c**k?" Her hands crept closer.
"Yes! Grab my c**k, Mom! Please!"
She smiled. "Good boy," she said as she snaked her fingers up and around his tool. Aaron's eyes almost popped out of his skull as she squeezed him gently.
"Holy s**t!" he gasped as her delicate hand latched on to his tool. His legs quivered harshly, causing him to stumble backwards. His calves bumping hard into the coffee table, yet he somehow managed to keep from falling.
Neither heard the soft breaking of glass.
"Oh baby, this is nice." She squirmed, feeling her p***y flooding with juices. She slid her hand up to the head spreading the n
