Mommy’s Cum Fiesta : Mommy’s Cumshots 7

Christina Duvall accidentally flashes a boat that her son Carter and his friends are on, and Carter is embarrassed beyond belief.  At their shared hotel room, he decides he needs another look, playing voyeur to Christina who is well aware that her virile son is watching.

She lets him let-off on the glass screen before she takes another of Carter’s releases deep inside her, before having the last one in her hungry mouth in this mother son multiple c-shot incest fantasy.

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“Are you being a naughty boy out there?” she asked, pausing to listen to the answer.

Carter didn’t reply, but Christina could still see her son’s feet in the doorway.  She crept slowly to the clear portal she’d made for herself on the glass and put her face to it again.

This time she made it obvious where she was looking, and Carter didn’t stop.  He continued to tug at his cock, working his way to release.

Now that Christina was staring, she could see it in all its glory.  Carter’s cock was no different to any other she’d seen really, but the fact that it was so forbidden started to drive her wild.  She wasn’t supposed to look, and yet she couldn’t turn away.  Soon she was yearning for Carter to get the release he was looking for.

“Keep doing that for mommy,” Christina said, and she saw the joy in Carter’s face as her approving words caught his ear.

He looked but couldn’t hold her gaze for long.  It felt even more sinful to stare straight into her eyes like that while he jerked to her blurry, naked outline.

Christina swiped her hand at the glass and cleared the steam at her breasts.  When Carter saw them, he bent over at the shoulder and his mouth opened to moan.

“Oh, mommy,” he whined, and hearing him call her that unlocked something inside Christina.

“Keep playing for me,” Christina said, and she started to touch herself too.

Her fingers pushed down through the wet triangle of fur, and she felt the moist texture change as she fingered down her slit and around her aching honeypot.

“Mommy’s playing too,” Christina said behind the glass.

Carter stepped fully into the room, hearing the rushing water louder now.  His mom’s breaths rose over it, and when they did, his cock would bloom and stiffen in his hand.  He’d stop jerking each time for fear of bolting too soon.

But that was exactly what Christina yearned for.  She dropped to her knees and worked quickly at her pussy, making another portal in the steam for herself and putting her face at cock-level.

“Come,” demanded Christina, looking straight at Carter’s cock that was only inches from her.

Her son walked forwards to the glass, his jeans around the top of his knees.  He pumped slowly, looking down at his smooth crown and to the imminent climax that he could feel arriving in his balls.

“Mommy, I’m gonna come!” he announced with urgency.

“Do it!  Come for mommy!  Please!  Yes!”

Christina rubbed quickly at her pussy, desperate to climax at the same time as her son.  She flinched as the first bolt of warm cum hit the glass and started to slide down in front of her.

“Yes!” she wept, feeling her pussy clench.  “Mommy’s coming too!”

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