Rosetta And The Son-Fucking Stone : Mom To Bimbo 16

Rosetta Gaynor happens upon the most interesting gem whilst idling through the sand at her local beach, and soon discovers that the stone has untold bimbo powers.

Rosetta feels a burning lust immediately, and with only her nineteen-year-old son Stevie to receive it, she gives both of them the gift of a long-held climax.  Read as she takes two c-shots in sinful fashion!

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Rosetta stepped out of the garment and posed for Stevie in her white underwear, letting him run his eyes all over her curves.  The curves he paid the most attention to now were the two that met on his mother’s chest, making a delicious cleavage that invited Stevie forwards.

“On your knees,” said Rosetta.  “Matter of fact, on your butt.  Sit on the floor.”

Stevie sat with his legs in front of him and reached his arms back to steady himself.

Rosetta took down her panties and Stevie stared ahead at his first real glimpse of the female form.  He noted how perfectly styled his mother’s fur was, sitting in a neat triangle above the hood of her clit.

Stevie knew what a pussy looked like, but he didn’t know what one tasted like.  As his mother stood astride over his legs and walked forwards, he realized he’d know soon enough.

Stevie stared up at his mother as she paused above him.  She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.  The kitchen light shone bright from above, lighting the scene and leaving nothing to Stevie’s imagination.

She remembered the stone and snatched it before it fell.  Her bra was discarded to the side, and she held the stone.  It seemed to hum, glowing under the light.  In other circumstances, Rosetta might have investigated, but instead she placed the stone in her palm and gripped it tight.

In the past, Rosetta would have felt self-conscious under the glow of such a well-lit room.  But now she felt empowered.  She could see how longingly Stevie stared at her.  She knew she was the object of his obsession.

Stevie looked up at the view of his mother’s big tits that sat on his mother’s chest like dough on a baker’s table, ready for the oven.

Stevie kept his gaze on his mother’s breasts as she walked forwards.  He spied her eyes that looked down at her target, then Stevie was lost beneath her as her pussy smothered his face.

Rosetta ached a moan, taking up her seat on her son’s face.  She gripped his head and rubbed her pussy into him, releasing an inner sluttiness that she had never known.

It had been there forever of course, but the potential would never have been realized were it not for the seaside stone.

She grinded her sex across her son’s face slowly, listening as he feasted below.  His lips smacked and his tongue flexed, pressing against the smooth, delicious flesh of Rosetta’s pussy.

Stevie’s cock stayed stiff, pointing up his body and lying against his stomach.  It twitched as he slurped on his mother’s juices, then he took one hand off the floor and gripped her ass, pushing her crotch onto his face.

His whole maw turned sodden as Rosetta oozed herself over him.  Stevie’s tongue meandered up along his mother’s slit and flicked at her clit.

She stared down and goaded him on.  “Eat my pussy, Stevie, there’s a good boy.”

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