“No problem dad, mom keeps moving around so one position doesn’t get uncomfortable. She raises up every once in while to relief the pressure.” As my son was talking to his dad, he was sinking his fingers even deeper in my pussy.
Mike was starting to move his fingers in and out of me. I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning. I pressed my hand against his. I pushed his hand hard into my pussy. I wanted him to know I wanted him to go deeper in me. He got the idea and sank his fingers in me as deep as he could. I started moving my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I looked over at my husband. It was a good thing the TV was blocking his view. If he could see his son with his fingers deep in his mother’s pussy, I don’t really know what he would do. My whole body was starting to respond to his fingers. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt disappointed. That didn’t last long. My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I could feel the cool air from the car’s air conditioner. It made my nipples even harder. I felt him unbutton the last button. He opened my dress.
The front of me was totally naked for my son to do what ever he wanted to do to me. He started running his hands up and down my body. He started fondling both of my tits. He kept cupping them with his hands. I struck my chest out so he could press against my tits even harder.
I raised my hips up and pulled my dress out from under my ass. My son understood why.
He lowered his hands to unzip his shorts. I had to rise up so he could get to his zipper. I heard him unzip his shorts. I still had his dick trapped under my ass. I raised my hips even more.
“Everything OK, honey?” My husband asked me. “Are you getting uncomfortable on our sons lap? Do you want me to stop so you can get more comfortable?”
As Mike pulling down his underwear, I felt his trapped dick release itself. I sat back down on him. His dick was pressing against the back of my naked ass.
“No, that’s all right, dear.” I wriggled around a little, trying to find the right position. The seat was narrow and Mike’s long legs were cramped up behind me. “If I move around just right, I think I can get real comfortable.”
I tucked my knees together and leaned slightly forward, and sure enough, it helped.
“What about you, Mike? Is there anything you need to do to get more comfortable? Do you need me to shift over any?”
Mike stretched his neck side to side. “Maybe just scoot a tiny bit to the left, Mom.”
I shifted over. He straightened his right leg out as much as the space allowed and let out a long breath.
“Better?” I asked.
“Much better.” He rolled his shoulders back. “I think we can actually do this.”
I raised my ass in the air as high as I could. I felt one of his hands come off of my hip. I knew what he was doing with it. I started lowering myself back down on Mike. I felt the head of his dick at my entrance. I lowered myself more. His dick easily slid in my pussy. As I was lowering myself on my son’s dick, his dick was opening my pussy walls wide. I moaned. I couldn’t help myself.
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