Don Scott: Come with mom

Sara was shocked when she stepped out of the dressing room and saw her daughter lying naked on the floor. There was a glow to Patti's face, a light in her eyes that could only mean she'd had a wonderful orgasm from fucking the young man who was next to her. Sara couldn't help but notice that he had a very nice, athletic body, and that his cock held promise of being a big one.

"Oh!" Patti gasped, discovering that her mother was standing above her. "I-I-I didn't see you there!"

"Obviously not, darling daughter of mine." Sara knelt beside Patti, looking into the young girl's eyes. "Did the earth move for you?"

Patti couldn't resist smiling. It was clear that her mother wasn't angry. Nevertheless, Patti crossed one arm over her tits, hiding them from Steve's gaze, and placed her left hand over her still-tingling cuntlips.

"That's your mother?" Tony asked, wide-eyed with surprise. His eyes went up and down Sara in a way that she found complimentary.

"Yes, dear boy, I'm Patti's mother. My name is Sara." Sara extended her hand and forced Tony to shake it. In doing so he finally took his hand away from his slumbering prick. Seeing the teenager's cock made Sara's cunt tingle pleasantly, letting her know that she was still horny. "Is she a good lay?"

"Mother! That's not the way you should treat him!" Patti scolded. "He was very kind to me!"

"I'll bet!" Sara was suspicious as to how well Tony could have treated her daughter. There wasn't much comfort in fucking a girl on the floor. "Did you leave anything for me, or is he completely fucked out?"

"Why don't you find out for yourself?" Patti saucily replied. "He hasn't got a stitch of clothing on! If he is fucked out, you'll know soon enough!"

"You're absolutely right!" Sara turned and looked at Tony. He was handsome in a boyish way that appealed to Sara. "You're Tony, right? I think I've seen you around the neighborhood!"

"Yes, ma'am," Tony replied.

"Don't call me ma'am, got it? My name is Sara!"

Tony thought: She wants to fuck me! I can't Goddamn believe it! First I fuck the daughter, then I fuck the mother! This is too good to be true!

Patti curled her knees beneath her, sitting up. She was covering her small, ripe tits with her hands. It was difficult for her to be nonchalant with Steve's eyes roaming all over her naked body.

"Take my hand, Tony," Sara said, her voice husky, filled with barely controlled passion. "There's something I want to show you!"

Tony took the platinum blonde's hand. He let her pull him to his feet and lead him to the small dressing room in the back of the boutique.

"Well," Steve said, fully clothed, looking down at the kneeling teenager before him, "it looks like it's just you and me left." Steve took another step closer. His prick started twitching as he looked into Patti's devilish brown eyes. She had the most sultry eyes he'd ever seen in his life. "Would you like me to lock the door before we fuck, or does the prospect of getting caught by a stranger excite you?"

"I beg your pardon," Patti replied. She looked around for her clothes. They were scattered in every direction. There was no way she could grab all of them at once and rush into a dressing room to put them back on. Besides, Patti's mother was probably in the dressing room, wrapping her lips around Tony's cock by now.

"You heard me! Should I lock the door or not?" Steve waited a moment for Patti to answer. When she didn't, he walked to the door and locked it, flipping the front sign to read closed at the same time. He walked quickly back to Patti, pleased to see that she was still completely naked, still on her knees.

Patti was exactly in the position that Steve wanted her to be in. The perfect position for her to suck on his big prick to get it hard and strong again.

Sara closed the curtain behind Tony. She smiled warmly, her ripe red lips curling up, looking sexy as ever. Her heart was pounding and she could feel the itching in her cuntlips that told her she was more than just ready for the young man's prick.

"You fucked my daughter, didn't, you?" Tony didn't answer and the platinum blonde just chuckled knowingly. "That's okay. I don't mind. But because you fucked Patti, there's something you've got to do for me."

"What's that?" Tony managed to croak out.

"Eat my pussy!" Sara unfastened her skirt. It fell around her ankles. "Get down on your knees, take my panties off, and lick my pussy!"

Tony didn't have to be told twice to do something like that. He was down on his knees in front of Sara in an instant, pulling her panties down her long, luscious legs, over her silk stockings and helping her step out of them.

Sara leaned back against the wall of the dressing room, spreading he legs wide apart, balancing precariously on her high-heeled shoes. She looked down and saw Tony's face close to her pussy. He looked so young, so handsome. He was exactly the kind of stud she had hoped to run into. Young and virile. The kind of teenage boy who would make her clit explode like a stick of dynamite.

"Do it!" Sara commanded. She felt a little guilty about controlling Tony so completely, so forcefully, but her lust overruled her sense of fair play. "Eat my pussy right now, young man!"

Tony spread the pink petals of Sara's cunt with his fingers, exposing the juicy inner surface of her pussy. He noticed, too, that the hair around her cunt was almost black whereas the hair of her head was platinum blonde – almost pure white – yet he doubted that she dyed her hair. Sighing softly, Tony buried his face between Sara's firm, erotically tapered thighs and stuffed his tongue deep between her cuntlips.

"Awwww!" Sara gasped. Her entire body jerked when she felt the boy's tongue push her cuntlips apart. It was like she had suddenly been blasted by high-voltage electricity. Sara, her women heightened by the blow-job she'd just given to Steve, felt lust passing through her veins, heating her up, making every part of her body hungry for excitement. Her scalp felt tingly, as though the ends of her shimmering blonde hair were charged with some strange, erotic force.

"Mmmmmm!" Tony slurped, dragging his tongue through the juncture of Sara's cuntlips, licking up the pussyjuice that oozed out liberally.

Sara grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard through her blouse and bra. She wished now that she hadn't put her clothes back on after her encounter with Steve – but then she never thought she would run into another stud so quickly.

"Ohhhh! That's the way to do it!" Sara purred, not caring if her daughter could hear her, only wanting to encourage Tony to tongue-fuck her into ecstasy.

Tony put a hand to Sara's cunt as he licked her pussy. He pushed a finger against her pussy lips and it separated the moisture bond easily, driving smoothly up into her cunt. He found her hard, erect clit and sucked tenderly on it as he finger-fucked her, working his finger back and forth between her cuntlips as he licked and sucked on Sara's red-hot clit.

"Mmmmm!" the young boy moaned, loving the taste of Sara's pussyjuice. He was licking up every drop he could, not wanting to miss a single drop of the nectar.

Sara squeezed her tits harder, digging her fingers deep into the big mounds. She loved the pressure against her tits. Her nipples were burning with tension, sending a warm glow through her veins.

Tony pushed a second finger into Sara's hot cunt, spreading her pussylips wider apart. His tongue whipped her coral-covered clit, enflaming the lust that consumed Sara.

Looking down, Sara saw Tony's handsome face between her quivering thighs. She thought: If only Eric could see me now, the hypocritical bastard! He didn't want me to suck his cock, always telling me that good wives didn't want to do that sort of thing. Then the bastard goes and has his secretary give him a blow-job! I'll show him! I'll be his good, dutiful, inhibited wifey at night, but the days are mine! During the day I'll do all the things he says I shouldn't do.