When my oldest told me he wanted some cheap phone sex for his big boy birthday, I laughed. Why send him somewhere else when Mommy can do it for him just fine? I give him the number, and let him dial the line. He didn’t even recognize my voice when I used my American accent like I do on the phones!
He told me his dirty fantasy; that his Mommy would walk in on him while he was jacking off in the garage.I asked what would happen if he ever walked in on Mommy. He said he’d cum, right then and there!
I asked him where his Mommy was, and he told me she wasn’t home. The truth was, I was in the laundry room furiously pumping my soaking wet Mommy pussy with deft little fingers. He told me he wanted to get a pair of Mommy’s dirty panties to jerk off in. I grinned, and coaxed him on. When he came into the laundry room to see me dripping down the glass door of the dryer, I whispered hello into the phone
. My sweet boy came, just from that. I saw the wetness spread over the front of his boxers, his cum scenting the entire room in young boy musk. I pointed his face to my pussy and he licked his lips. “I got you a cupcake, baby. You know you have to clean up the mess you made, even if it is your birthday. Now make a wish, and I’ll blow out your candle.”
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