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Marlo Peterson
My Son’s Best Friend
My Son’s Best Friend
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Dana is enjoying some "me" time one Saturday night and is caught with her hands in her panties by her son's best friend, who happens to be the start high school quarterback.
With her pussy needing passionate, sweet relief, she has a decision to make...
Dana hopped up and grabbed her son's best friend, teaches him how to use his mouth and makes a man out of him.
EXCERPT:
“I won’t tell,” Tyler said, without turning around.
Dana flips off the lights and walks toward him, as if stalking her prey. She tiptoes and puts her mouth close to his ear to whisper.
“I won’t tell if you won’t,” she said, slipping a hand down the front of his pajama pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his cock had already sprang to attention from the peek show he witnessed.
His cock stiffened at the warm touch of her hand. Dana, having a spider caught in her web, bit Tyler’s ear lobe before imparting a simple message.
“Get in my bed. Now,” she said.
Without waiting for an answer, Dana squeezed tightly around Tyler’s thick, hard cock, and led him to the bedroom by it, like an owner leading its horse. Horse wasn’t an understatement, because his cock was hung well enough to make a little teenage slut stutter with convulsions.
We’ll see if he actually knows what to do with this, Dana thought.
*All characters in this story are over the age of 18.
With her pussy needing passionate, sweet relief, she has a decision to make...
Dana hopped up and grabbed her son's best friend, teaches him how to use his mouth and makes a man out of him.
EXCERPT:
“I won’t tell,” Tyler said, without turning around.
Dana flips off the lights and walks toward him, as if stalking her prey. She tiptoes and puts her mouth close to his ear to whisper.
“I won’t tell if you won’t,” she said, slipping a hand down the front of his pajama pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his cock had already sprang to attention from the peek show he witnessed.
His cock stiffened at the warm touch of her hand. Dana, having a spider caught in her web, bit Tyler’s ear lobe before imparting a simple message.
“Get in my bed. Now,” she said.
Without waiting for an answer, Dana squeezed tightly around Tyler’s thick, hard cock, and led him to the bedroom by it, like an owner leading its horse. Horse wasn’t an understatement, because his cock was hung well enough to make a little teenage slut stutter with convulsions.
We’ll see if he actually knows what to do with this, Dana thought.
*All characters in this story are over the age of 18.
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