Mama's big boy

Начало книги

Pauline Norris was horny. She sat on the edge of her bed her nightgown pulled up around her waist, staring at her full thighs and the dark patch of hair between them. She wanted to touch herself, to pull the lips of her pussy open and slide her fingers along the hot, wet flesh, feeling the wonderful sensations build and build until her cunt started to flex and suck at her fingers, demanding something jammed inside it.

"Damn!" Pauline moaned with frustration. Her sixteen-year-old son, Alex, was right outside the door, and she didn't dare play with herself; she'd scream and he'd come in to see what was wrong.

Pulling her nightgown open, Pauline looked at her small, hard breasts, the nipples rigid, demanding to be touched. Even as she curled her fingers to close over one of the hot globes of flesh, she heard the shower go on. Smiling to herself, Pauline cupped her breast. She could let herself go, and Alex wouldn't hear it.

Читать дальше →