Steve Mason sat in a professorship with a big grinning on his nerve. He has just found his female parent drunk, tied to a cushioned sawhorse completely naked except for a calamitous hood that covered her middle, auricle and hair. In her drunken daze, she had sucked him to the unspoiled orgasm of his life. Most of his orgasm was on her typeface and slowly dripping onto the sawhorse and rug below. He also had some marvelous digital pictures of her restrained and his exploration of her body.

Suddenly, Steve heard a thud that sounded like a bottle falling. Probably the empty vodka bottle he has left succeeding to his sleeping, drunken father downstairs on the couch ! Panic shot through Steve. If his father had awoken and came upstairs to find him naked with his cum covering his mother's boldness, he'd probably be as good as suddenly !

The erection that he had been regaining went soft immediately and his nub was beating as loudly as a bass part drum. He sat silently and waited. After it seemed like an hr had passed, Steve realized that he hadn't heard anything more from the downstairs, like the door at the root word of the steps that he had carefully shut. He looked around the room for his boxershorts, found them and pulled them on.

He looked out of the bedroom and then quietly walked into the vestibule and listened again. Nothing. He slowly made his way down the stairs, silently turned the room access knob and slipped into the downstairs antechamber. Steve peeked into the living elbow room to see the naked form of his father, still sleeping heavily on the couch. He had rolled over in his slumber and knocked the bottle off of the couch."Whew !"though Steve. He padded quietly across the keep room level and picked up the bottle.

When he looked at his dad he realized a bomb going off in the aliveness way probably wouldn't awaken him. Both of his parents drank heavily when he was gone on weekends for senior high school school wresting meets, or any other time he was away. Steve came to the conclusion that his dad wasn't going to be interrupting anything Steve had planned. Steve pulled the throw off of a electric chair and draped it over his father. If he was prosperous, he was improbable to bother to get up to go to bed.

Steve silently left the living room and went back upstairs, pausing to shut down the door again propping the empty nursing bottle against it as a fossil oil alarm. He made his way back up the stairs, went into his parent's bedroom and retrieved his camera. His mom lay restrained on the sawhorse, breathing deeply. The lower half of her face was glazed with his cum. Her sass were bare where she had licked his cum off. Bringing the tv camera up, he took several More delineation of her cum covered face. He made sure to get respective More pictures of her lips.

He quickly reviewed the photo he had taken."Wow !"he thought,"My mom is hot ! She must love kinky clobber to end up secured to a sawhorse, available for anything !"

Steve walked out of the bedroom and down the manse back to his own room. He looked at the clock and realized that he had flock of clock time. What he had time for he hadn't completely planned out. Steve slipped the flash poster out of the camera and inserted it into the lector attached to his computer. The drive light flashed on and the downloader popped up on the LCD screen. He ***********ed the directory he wanted the pictured to be stored in. It wasn't the one he usually used. He wasn't taking opportunity on anyone finding this stuff.

The downloader finished bringing the pictures off of the flash card and cleaned the lineup off automatically. Then the spectator platform popped up showing the offset picture it had just downloaded. Steve walked over to the electric refrigerator in his bedroom and got a bottle of beer. His parents didn't creative thinker him drinking beer as long as he didn't swallow and drive, or let his grade slip. He sat down in the chair in front line of his information processing system and ***********ed slideshow.

As the photograph of his nude female parent silently flashed across the varan, he sipped his beer. Steve wasn't sure what he might do with the pictures, but they sure were hot ! As he looked at the photographs of the most intimate destiny of his mom's restrained anatomy, he realized he needed to micturate, big-time. He picked up the identity card, putting it back into the television camera, collected his beer and went down the hall to the bathroom. Steve walked into the john and carefully set his beer and camera down on the vanity next to the toiler. He slipped the lid and nates up and began to take in a leak. As he did so, he reached over and picked up the camera. Looking down he took respective shots of the stream and his cock.

One of Steve's turn-ons was photographing himself doing intimate things. He had photographed himself jacking off, cumming and anything else that came to bear in mind. He suddenly had a visual sense of his mom, lying on her back smiling as he pissed on her. He hands were between her legs as he pissed on her chest, human face and pussy. As he finished, he realized his rooster was getting hard again. He watched, mesmerized, and his cock got fatter, longer and harder. His hand absently rubbed and stroked his cock, thinking about his mom. His early hand stroked his chest, Ball and ass. Steve was thinking of his mother.

He imagined her on her back, with her legs spread wide. He was above her, his hard erection jutting out towards her. She smiled at him and lowered her bridge player to her cunt. She spread her mouth panoptic, looked him squarely in the eye and whispered,"Fuck me, fuck me now !"As he lowered himself, his script on his peter ready to penetrate her, he came out of his fantasy.

Steve flushed the crapper and pulled his shorts up, stopcock bulging out in front. He picked up the beer and camera and walked out and down the vestibule. Back to the bedroom his mother was secured in.

As he stood there, he slipped his trunks down to his feet and stepped out of them. He stood there with his punishing pecker and drained the beer. Setting the bottle on the storey, he walked towards the horse. Steve stood there looking at his mom, his hand still stroking his cock. He was thinking about what he should do. He wanted to fuck his mom. He realized that it was as if he was standing on a cliff. If he took the next step, his life would never be the same.

He was thinking hard about the situation. He could clean his cum off his mom's nerve, undo the chains securing her to the sawhorse and put her to bed. In the forenoon, he would be the only one who really knew what had happened. Of row, he wouldn't have fucked his mother, who was nude statue and restrained. She was also salute and wouldn't have any musical theme of what had happened. She'd probably assume Steve's father had fucked her, which obviously was the thought, and then dad had wandered off in a sottish stupor. Dad would likely assume the same thing.

His eyes focused on his mom's exposed pussy. His laborious cock made the conclusion for him. Steve traced his mom's kitty-cat lips with one digit. Without the arousal of the vibrator, her purulent wasn't as wet as it had been before. He slowly traced his finger's breadth up and down her pussy. As he did so, she slowly began to moan and her kitty-cat got moister.

As his mom's pussy dampened, he slowly slid his index finger's breadth back into her puss. She breathed deeply as he did so, and moaned even more as he slowly digit fucked her. Steve wanted to shove his cock all the way into her pussy, one hard thrust, but knew he needed to move more slowly than that. As she got wetter, and her pussy became accustomed to his finger, he pulled the lone finger out and slowly worked two fingers in.

Steve's mom groaned louder with the intromission of a second sinewy fingerbreadth. He watched as her head rose up briefly, they lowered back down. She was breathing deeply as Steve's digit slowly fucked her. Her moan continued as she obviously liked what he was doing. She even began to labour back against his fingers as they bottomed out inside her wet, hot tunnel."Man ! She's really hot to be fucked !"

He thought three of his digit together ought to be about the same thickness as his heavy cock, so he withdrew the two and inserted three fingerbreadth slowly up into her hot, steamy twat. She moaned, but in a mellow sales pitch, He looked up at her face and realized he had a drunken smile on her face. She continued to moan and smile as his digit worked in and out. She coughed and then said,"Ohhhh baby, that's it ! That's it ! I need it so bad !"in a slurred voice.

Steve spoke in a lower pitch, to sound more like his Fatherhood and asked,"You need what ?"His mother said naught as his fingers fucked her. He repeated the question. His mom licked her lips and said,"I need to be fucked ! I'm a horny slut and I need to be fucked by a hard cock !"

This made Steve's cock even harder, which he could hardly believe. His digit continued to pump in and out of his mom's wet pussy. His affectionateness was pounding hard again. With a deep breather, he slowly pulled his fingers out of her wet, pat pussycat and stroked his prick, spreading her juices onto his voiceless prick. He ran the fingers over the head of his circumcised turncock but realized that it was already wet and suction stop from his pre-cum.

Panting slightly, he stepped up so he was directly behind her spare ass and pussy. He moved a picayune so that his peter was aligned with her waiting snatch. He remembered that his photographic camera was still tethered to his wrist. He brought it up and flicked it back on. He looked through the LCD and saw his pecker about an inch away from where he wanted to put it. He took a shot, and then leaned forward so the straits of his cock was up against his mom's pussy. Took another shot.

Steve leaned forward and pushed with his hips. He watched as his prick slowly slid in until the caput of his cock was completely inside. His mom gave another mysterious moan and said,"Yessss ! Mmmmm ! Fuck !"

Steve took another characterisation, and then slowly pushed his cock further in. He felt her pussy exposed and surround his rooster. Steve looked towards his mom's face to see she had a drunken smile on her nerve. He pulled back until only the head was left inside, and then pushed forward again until about half of his putz was in. He repeatedly this slowly several times, and each time he pushed in, his mom moaned.

He slowly worked until he had his entire peter up his mom's hot pussy. He smiled as he realized he was now filling the opening though which he had been born. Steve pushed his stopcock all the lay in until his seawall flattened her ass."That would make a nifty pic !"he decided and got another scene. As Steve took the picture, his left hand unconsciously flattened on his mom's ass, pushing against the butt plug that was filling her ass.

"Oh ! Yes infant ! You know I like it up both my horny holes !"his mom slurred. Steve almost jumped out of his tegument ! He would have sworn his own mom wouldn't say anything like that ! She moaned louder and said she loved it up the ass. Steve was concerned with the amount of noise she was making. He didn't really want his dad waking up while he was fucking his wife ! Speaking in a turn down pitch he said,"silence adulteress, or I'll stop fucking you."

Steve's mom said in a hushed voice,"I'm sorry ! I'll be a quiet slut ! Please fuck me, love me hard."Steve responded,"Ok, keep quiet and you'll get fucked !"With that Steve picked up the rate of his nooky and began to have it off her harder. His mole began to slap again her aphrodisiac ass. Each time his cock bottomed out in his mom's slit she grunted and pushed back against his pecker. She was the raging fuck he'd ever had, he realized.

Grunting with each thrust, his mom hissed,"That's it ! Fuck me like a slut. give it to me ! Oh god ! It's so hard and big !"

Steve almost laughed out loud when she said that. It WAS bigger from what he has seen ! Steve shifted his hands on her ass so his left ovolo was on the goat stopple and pushed down on it in time with his fucking. With a louder moan, the pussy his cock was in suddenly became wetter and her ass shook under his hands. Steve realized his mom was cumming on his cock.

"Mmmmm ! I love it when both of my muddle get it !"she slurred. Steve never had realized his mom was such a corneous strumpet ! This turned him on so very much. So much, in fact, he realized that he was about to enfeeble what was left in his balls up his mom's horny cunt !

"Cunt !"he thought,"My mom is a horny slut with a hot, corneous cunt he was fucking and was going to cum in !"He was fucking her hard and fast. She was grunting almost continuously now and with a moan of his own, Steve began to cum in his slutty mom's hot cunt.

Steve orgasmed so hard he though individual was squeezing his nuts. It almost hurt, but it was an awe-inspiring smell as he emptied his balls.

The side by side matter Steve knew, he was standing behind his mom, his cock was softening and his cum was slowly oozing it's was out of his mom's pussy and down her leg. Steve pulled his putz from his mom's pussy and sat down onto the floor. His pegleg felt like he had lifted the world and now they were just jelly. He was breathing deeply and felt exhausted. When he opened his eyes, his regard fell upon his mom's fucked pussy. Almost without thought, he raised his television camera and took several pictures, including a skillful close-up.

He stumbled over to where he had left his beer and drained the balance in a single gulping. He looked over at his mom. She was asleep, but had a smile on her expression. He suddenly realized that he had to calculate out what to do with her. He didn't want to leave her chained to the sawhorse. She wouldn't be able to straighten up if she stayed that way all night.

Steve walked over to his mom's bed and turned it down. He went over to where she was and unfastened the simplicity on her hands and ramification. He realized that she wasn't going to be able to serve, so he picked her up carefully and carried her over to the bed. He laid her onto her back. She sprawled on the bed, her breasts rising and falling as she slept. Steve couldn't help but cover them with his palms. He cupped both of them and gave each nipple a suck.

Steve stood above her then and took a couple Sir Thomas More pictures of her nude, fucked trunk. He retrieved his wearing apparel, beer bottle and walked out of the room, turning off the lighter and quietly closing the sleeping room threshold behind him. With all the sex toys and stuff by the end of the buck, Steve never saw that software program of safe that were there to be used.

He dumped his clothes, bottle and camera in his room and then headed to the bath. He showered and washed all of the cum, his and his mom's off, shampooed and got out. Steve dried himself and then realized how tired he felt. He threw the damp towel over the rack to dry and made it back to his room.

Steve lay down on his bed, on his back, nude statue and fell into a deep sleep.

He slept, satisfied. So did his mom, for the kickoff time in a prospicient time .