Mommy’s Lingerie Effect : Mom To Bimbo 13

To look at mature, confident, unassuming Chelsea Sheridan, you’d think she might work as a librarian, or an accountant, but this under-cover milf has a secret: she sells lingerie!

When a new arrival comes in, Chelsea has no-one to model it and no-one to photograph it, so she does the entrepreneurial thing and advertises it herself, giving her adult son Caleb the camera.

Caleb can’t believe how hot his mom looks.  With her hair down she’s a different woman, and the way she flirts with the camera excites him to the point of frenzy.  Read how the energy in the room changes and mom and son turn lusty as Chelsea extracts three beautiful c-shots from her younger, inexperienced son.

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Caleb’s mouth opened in shock and awe.  He felt his thickness fill his mother’s mouth, with her lips pinching tight around him and her tongue washing the cum from off his cock.

She pulsed her muscle along the underside of Caleb’s forbidden stiffness, teasing the nerve-endings and sending shivers through his body.

Instantly Chelsea could feel her pussy turn damp.  Her crotch became sticky with excitement as she tasted the spent cum of her son, all salty and bitter and delicious.

“Hmm,” she cooed, smiling up at Caleb and slurping the cummy saliva back into her mouth.

She giggled.  “This is all for mommy.”

Caleb shook his head in disbelief.  His mother was a completely different person, but Caleb was still the same sexually inexperienced, horny adolescent that he’d always been.  He ran his fingers through his mom’s lush, blonde hair.  It seemed fuller and silkier.

Chelsea pushed her lips down and took Caleb in her throat.  He felt the pinch of her gullet around him as he entered her windpipe, but Chelsea barely flinched.

She didn’t know what had given her the idea to try deep-throating.  She just felt inexplicably compelled to do it by forces outside of her control.  It was as though the lingerie itself had given her a set of bimbo-like superpowers that were hers to wield and control.

She had the power to make a guy come without touching him, and now she had the power to take him deep in her throat, as though her mouth was a pussy that could accept every inch of what Caleb had to provide.

And shit, Caleb had enough to provide.  His cock was as big as it was ever going to get.  It looked powerful and beautiful to Chelsea, and the idea of being able to take all of it inside her was a turn-on in itself.

She rubbed at the crotch of her lingerie as she choked on her son’s cock, pulling back with a gargle of spit before jerking the thick saliva against Caleb.

He looked down in wonderment, unable to discern which of the clear, thick liquid was spit and which of it was cum.

“That’s good, mom,” whined Caleb.  “So fucking good.”

Chelsea didn’t even think to scald him.  She could forgive him a curse-word if Caleb could forgive her sudden bout of lust.

She jerked Caleb in front of her, watching his cock closely.  Caleb stood there, unsure of what to do with himself.  All he knew was that the blowjob was incredible, and that a second climax was looming on the horizon.

Chelsea seemed to sense it.  She pulled her fist of Caleb and just stared at his cock as it stood suspended in arousal, pointing at the ceiling and twitching.

“You want to know what mommy’s pussy feels like?” asked Chelsea excitedly.

Caleb nodded.  Of course he did.

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