For a second, I thought her tight little p***y was going to bite off the end of my d**k. She had tightened down on me so f*****g hard that it hurt. I bit my lip to contain my anguished groan, and looked from Monica's panicked expression back over to my mother.
"You want me to take her to my room?" I managed to growl.
"That would probably be best," Mom replied lightly.
Monica didn't notice how obvious my mother's rock-hard n*****s were through her lightweight dress. When we got up from the couch, she pretty much scurried into my bedroom with her head down. It meant she also didn't notice how my mother followed me, or that I failed to close the bedroom door all the way.
"I can't believe that happened!" she exclaimed as soon as we were in my room.
Then she moaned as I leaned down to kiss
