Insta Mommy : Mommy’s Threesomes 76

Tiffany Hurley was an Instagram model and businesswoman, advertising her line of swimsuits to her baying fans and customers.

When she needs her son Vance to take a video of her in the pool for her online audience, his friend Kent steps up instead.

Kent follows Tiffany into the house at her provocation, successfully seducing her while Vance listens from the hall.  Soon Tiffany is overtly comparing Kent to Vance and yearning for him too.  He joins them and the encounter transforms into a mother son, anal sex threesome with two juicy internal finishes.

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“Oh, that’s it,” she said.  “Gosh.  My son’s friend, fingering my asshole.  Fuck, that’s naughty isn’t it, Kent?”

“Yes, Mrs. Hurley.”

Outside Vance put his head in his hands.  He gripped his cock and willed the erection away, but now that he was touching it, he became more excited.

“I can only think of one thing naughtier,” Tiffany said, putting her head against Kent’s shoulder.

“What’s that, Mrs. Hurley,” he asked.

“Imagine if it was Vance,” said Tiffany.

Kent stopped and looked at Tiffany whose eyes lifted quickly to meet his.

“That’s wrong for me to think that, isn’t it?” she asked.

Kent thought that it was, but he didn’t want to admit that.  Especially since he’d come so far.

“I don’t think so,” he said.

“I sometimes think about it you know,” she hushed.  “I wonder if he’s like his father.”

“Vance?”

“Uh-huh.  Don’t stop touching my asshole, Kent.”

Kent continued to probe gently, rubbing his cock against Tiffany.  Her hand came in between them, and she wrapped it around Kent.

“I could imagine it’s him, couldn’t I?” she said.

Kent had been thrust into a naughty game of Tiffany’s making, but he was happy to be a pawn.

Outside Vance heard it all.  He was stroking his cock with purpose now as he listened to his mother’s sinful confession in the room beyond.

“I think about sucking him while he’s asleep,” Tiffany said.  “Just going into his room and pushing his sheets back.  Sucking his cock without even waking him.  Gosh, I’m a bad mother, aren’t I?”

“You’re not, Mrs. Hurley,” promised Kent.  “You’re an amazing mother.”

“You’re too kind, Kent.  I should treat you, shouldn’t I?  Treat that big cock of yours to my mouth.”

“Yes, Mrs. Hurley,” Kent agreed.  “That would be nice.”

He moved his finger from Tiffany’s knot of muscle and watched as she dropped to her knees in front of him.  He thought he was in a dream when he looked down on the beautiful blonde hair of Mrs. Hurley as she stared along the barrel of his cock.

“If I close my eyes, it could be anyone’s,” she said.  “It could be Vance’s.”

Vance pulled at his cock in the hall outside, pinching a bead of precum from the tip and whimpering in frustration.

Kent’s head moved quickly to the noise, and Tiffany stopped where she was.  She bit her lip with a grin and looked up at Kent, nodding.  She pointed to the door and smiled wide, mouthing: ‘He’s out there,’ to Kent.

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