Meredith gaped helplessly, appalled at her friend’s lack of tact. She wore a sports bra and exercise shorts, her ass cheeks hanging out of the bottom. Indian hot sex Open mouthed, the woman dragged her tongue across her son’s testes while he held his shaft out of the way. “Cum in my mouth,” Meredith Demanded. “Okay, I’m ready.” Mike reached beneath the desk, palming the back of Meredith’s head, forcing his mother’s mouth further down his shaft. Gina had a wide smile on her face. “Oh for fuck’s sake,” Meredith said. He bent down and cupped both of Meredith’s generous tits, squeezing firmly before kissing her on the mouth. “Okay, I’m ready.” Mike reached beneath the desk, palming the back of Meredith’s head, forcing his mother’s mouth further down his shaft. She looked into her son’s eyes as he lined his penis up with her lips. “Is that true, mom?” Meredith startled at the sound of her son’s voice. “Cum in my mouth,” Meredith Demanded. It was only Mike’s voice in front of her that told her where he was. –
“Yo, wanna do some raids tonight?” Mike asked, flipping his headset microphone in front of his face. Meredith mindlessly satiated her lust, heedless of the source of her quenching. With a nod to Gina,
