"I wonder if Carol actually got dad to fuck her," I muttered, coming up to the bathroom door. "I can't believe you had sex with Richard. I want to punch him, but praise him too," I let out, calmly opening the door. "I'm bad for spying, but shit, you had sex with your step-son, Mom. Did you forget you're married?"

I was mad at her too, so I threw caution to the wind a bit easier. "And there you are, Mom. I can't see you behind the shower curtain, but you're there naked. I know what it's like to have sex with Carol, and she practically dared me to get into your panties too. How can I not go for it?"

I knew she was in there showering, but I wasn't about to go further in there to alert her. Nevertheless, I was going nuts at the idea of getting with her.

"I want to have sex with you, Mom. It'd be wrong even if you weren't married," I let out, before my eyes fell to the floor. "Oh, jackpot," I whispered, before calmly leaning down to the floor. "Your red thong is practically screaming at me."

Although, I couldn't just take it, I'd be risking her finding out it was me. Still, it was there, and practically begging me to snatch it. I never saw my mom naked before, but thinking of her fucking me with the thong on my pecker was a turn-on.

"Oh, I shouldn't, but I want to so badly. I haven't seen your moneymakers, but I want to cum all over them just as I've shot my load on Carol's melons."

Doing it with Carol only made me want my mom more, but of course, Richard getting lucky with her too was just bullshit. I wasn't there to see what happened, but he had no motive to make it up.

It still made me want to kick his ass, but want to see my mom's that much more. I felt my crotch while looking back and forth between her thong and the shower. I wanted her, but I wasn't sure how to go along with it.

"You did it with Richard, so why not me, Mom?"

I didn't have an answer for that, so I just made a move and leaned down to her thong.

I took it, but then the shower curtain moved back where I saw her body just for a split second. "Whoa, Roger," she whined, covering herself with her hands. "You scared me, did you want to talk?"

I happened to have the thong just hidden enough that she didn't notice, so I kept it that way. "Um, yes."

"Okay, but sense you're here, could you get me a towel, I forgot to get one."

I nodded and calmly turned around without moving my arms.

I went out of the bathroom. "Oh, you're so hot, Mom," I moaned, before I had to bring the thong to my nose.

I got a good scent from my mom for a moment and shook like I was a vibrator. I felt high as a kite, but I still managed to get a towel for her. I threw her thong into my room and then fetch her a towel.

I went back to the bathroom and just opened the door. "Oh, Mom," I let out, looking away. "I thought you'd be in the shower still."

She sighed. "And I thought you'd knock this time, Roger," she groaned, before yanking the towel. "Did you want to see me naked?"

"Um, no."

"I have the towel on now, you may look."

I lazily peeked at her again. 'You're a hot fox, Mom.'

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

I saw the crack and froze for a moment. She was radiating, and it took permission from Carol for me to really see it.

"Well?"

"Um, nothing, Mom. I can see you're busy."

"No, I'm not mad at you, Roger, so you may talk to your mom if you desire. You know how much I love you and your sister," she told me, closing the gap.

'Oh, I have to jack off now,' I thought, shaking. "It can wait until you're clothed," I mumbled, before I left.

I knew I left her confused, but I had to get out of there. I made my way to my bedroom and went right to her thong.

I wasted no time whipping out my schlong and bringing the thong to it too. "Oh, Mom, I saw you naked briefly, but you have one hot MILF figure. I mean, damn."

I felt the serene pleasure for a moment and surely jolted yet again. It only made me want her even more, but when I was talking to her, I was getting hornier by the second. So, I had to get away from her and deal with it.

I had no idea how long she'd be in the bathroom, but for that moment, my mom entered my sexual mind and I cherished it. I was already sweating my ass off before, but then I was getting to the point where it looked like I was in the shower with my clothes on.

"Oh, yes, Mom, you're one dashing older woman, and I can get my jollies just from seeing you."

So, I was fucked up, but I let myself off the hook. I was too horny to care that I stole her thong right from the bathroom floor. So, I rode that screwed up train for a moment and relished it like nothing else, well except for being Carol.

"Oh, Mom, I was to do it with you so badly now. Damn it, Carol, and Richard."

I kept going for a moment, but then I suddenly heard the floor creak.

"Mom," I whined, turning a tad. "Don't you knock?" I griped, peeking at her. "Why are you still in your towel?"

"Well, I thought you needed to talk even though you just left," she answered, coming into the room. "I didn't knock because I'm pretty sure what it was you wanted to talk about, huh?" she asked, stopping behind me. "Is that my thong you're holding?"

I froze again and felt my veins going haywire.

"Why do you have that? Why would you steal it from my shorts? And most importantly, why are you making usre your back is to me?"

I couldn't answer.

"Did Richard tell you?"

I jerked a bit again. "Tell me what?"

"That little twitch tells me you know exactly what. Are you mad at me?"

"For what?"

"What, are you just playing dumb now? You know that I had sex with Richard, and you're jealous now, aren't you?" she asked, coming to my other side. "That's why you stole my thong and have it down there right now. You want a piece of your mom now, don't you?"

I had to check out the crack yet again, and that gave her the answer she wanted. She knew what it was like to have sex with Richard, and it seemed her catching me pegged her interest.

"I love you, and your sister dearly. I know it was wrong, but I love your step-siblings too."

"More Richard than Kelsey, though, huh?"

"You could say that, but of all four of my kids, I love you the most," she told me, pushing herself on me. "Do you have a thing for me now?" she asked, before bringing her hands towards my wood. "May I?"

I nodded and jiggled like mad.

She grabbed it with her thong still on it. "Wow, a mighty hard cock, Roger, and it's hard because of me?"

"Yes."

"You're attacking me with your breath, so I'll take that as a yes. Now, why don't you undo my towel?"

"Wait, you want something to happen?"

"Well, if you don't tell anyone about me and Richard, or about me killing Richard for letting it slip to you, we can have some fun together, can't we? My own son wants to get me into bed? My step-son wanting me was flattering enough, but my biological son too? Am I just that sexy, Roger?"

"Oh, Mom, you have such soft hands, and yes you are."

"You didn't kill Richard, did you?"

"No."

"Good, that might tip off Donnie. I know it's wrong to cheat," she said, before kissing me. "You're still the man I love most in the world," she added, before releasing my rod. "You want to give your own mom your seed?" she pondered, before dropping her towel.

Her body shinned even more than I could possibly believe. She couldn't resist the urge to grab my member again and stroke it ever so slowly.

"You may feel your mom, and not just look."

I couldn't resist that, so I calmly brought my hands to her bundles of joy. "Wow, Mom, these are great."

"Thank you," she said, before kissing me. "They are MILF breasts."

"Yes."

She kept giving me a mean hand job and made me want to flood the room. Her hands were older than Carol's, but my mom definitely had the MILF touch too. I tried to appreciate feeling her moneymakers, but she was making it hard.

"I take it you like it, huh?"

"Um, yes, you could say that," I moaned, failing to make eye contact.

I could barely think straight, and she knew it. She seemed to thrive off that, and I couldn't speak say a word. I had her rack to leer at, but I couldn't. I was too busy fighting the pleasure she gave me with her hands.

She alternated her hands between stroking it and keeping the other at the base. She managed to kiss me several times too. So, she came to play, and it seemed she was in it for the long haul.

"I'm not mad at you, Roger, just don't steal my thong again, now sit down with me."

I followed her down and kept my eyes on her jugs.

"Let me see you now."

I couldn't turn her down, so I stripped in twenty seconds. Then I sat down next to her and relished seeing her yet again.

She took my right hand and brought it to her pussy. "I think you'll like that better."

I couldn't respond, but nodded and breathed heavily.

"I might be married, but I allow you to feel me wherever you want. Finger your mom, and make her cum," she dared me, wrapping her arm around me.

She grabbed my rod with her other hand. "I did having sex with Richard, but you're clearly gonna be better than him. You are bigger than him."

"Mom, that's flattering, but I don't want to hear that."

"Do you want to hear slurping sounds, though?" she pondered, getting in front of me. "You've gotten your dick sucked before, right?"

"Yes, Mom."

"You sly dog," she complimented me, before kissing me. "But you want your smoking hot mom to do it for you now, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you want to splatter my hooters too, right? Because I'm the prettiest MILF you'll ever meet, right? Well, until you find someone you want to marry and then impregnate, correct?" she asked, stroking my pecker.

"Oh, yes, Mom," I moaned, jerking a bit.

"Oh, are you losing it? Do you love the idea that your married mom wants to have sex with you?"

"Yes, I'm thrilled."

"Just make sure you don't tell anyone about this," she told me, before kissing me again. "Especially Carol, and Kelsey. They may get jealous," she warned me, before going to my schlong. "They might be grossed out at first, but I know Kelsey and Carol talk, and Kelsey has told me that Carol adores you," she told me, taking my johnson into her mouth.

"Oh, yes, I can..." I moaned, before feeling her head.

I laughed a bit, but my mom was too busy blowing me at that moment. My dick was quite big for her already, so she had plenty to work with right away. She kept her palms on my thighs and sucked the hell out of my rod.

I couldn't even look at her, and just like Carol again, my mom hit me like a ton of bricks. She allowed her soft lips to thrust calmly on my prick and made sure it felt as grand as possible. Carol had done it so many times before, but my mom still wooed me better.

Even if it was just because my mom had never done it before, it was true. She pressed harder down on the base as time went on because my defenses were quickly going down. Yet, I loved it that way.

I managed to keep my palms on her head, but I couldn't rub it much. She was attacking me like mad, so to speak, so I was almost defenseless. Nevertheless, I was cherishing that, and I wasn't about to stop her.

She pressured my rod perfectly, not too hard or soft. So, she proved to be a sexy MILF that needed to fuck someone. That put her action with Richard into perspective, but I still didn't like it. Nevertheless, actually feeling my mom blow me was awesome.

I stayed down on my back for some time and tried to hold my load, but she was begging me to cum. Carol trained me well, so I held firm, but my mom was out for that seed. She pressed down on my thighs harder and made me sweat up a storm.

I moaned nonstop, and even shed a few tears, but I didn't care. My ravishing mom was making me feel good, and I was just trying not to scream. She already had me wanting to drown us, but I wanted to last for her.

After a couple more minutes, she rose and stroked my dick again. "You know, you could make an older woman feel special and give her some eye contact while she sucks your cock. You said you got your prick sucked before, you paid the woman eye contact, didn't you?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mom," I apologized, rising a bit.

"It's okay," she assured me, taking my hands and bringing them to her tits. "Your horny mom loves you no matter what. She loves you so much that she's fucking you."

"Don't talk about yourself in the third person, Mom."

"I know I just had your prick in my mouth, but kiss me," she ordered me, pulling me to her.

We made out for a moment, and she kept her hands moving on my dick too. I felt her big jugs in the process, so I was at her beck and call it seemed. She could do anything to make me love her even more, and I had to do it for her.

Even though I loved Carol incessantly, our mom was giving her a run for her money. I couldn't believe how fucked up it was, but that taboo hotness contributed a lot of passion to everything. After a moment, she went back to my rod again.

"Oh, you're a supreme dicksucker, Mom," I moaned, feeling her head.

I gave her all the eye contact she could handle, but it was still a tall order. She was making me want to take off like a rocket, and she knew it. I saw her smiling a bit, and even giggling too, but she wasn't about to kill the mood. 

I loved having my dick in her mouth, but really, just like with Carol, seeing her eyes going back and forth was ironclad. She proved that she loved me more than life itself, and maybe it would be okay if Carol and I came out to her.

I wasn't thinking that far ahead yet, but it made me wonder about that. She showed she could be sexy as hell, and make me love in a way I shouldn't. Yet, I did anyway, and that was that. No matter how badly I wanted to hold out, she was gonna make me shoot.

She knew that too, she released my wood. "Cum all over your mom's hooters, stud," she dared me, stroking it. "And watch me while you do it."

I attempted to follow her order, but I was getting a strong orgasm from my mom. She milked me hard and made sure to get every single drop she could get from me. I doused her rack with five different shots and she doled them out somewhat evenly from what I saw after the fact.

Yet, during that orgasm, I felt like I died and went to another pleasurable heaven. I managed to watch everything, but I had to jerk nonstop and look away just for split seconds. She didn't mind that at all, and just cherished getting my seed plastered on her boobs.

Even after I was done, she kept rubbing my member, and maintained eye contact, but didn't say a word. There was an undeniable fondness we both experienced together. She had no idea of my time with Carol, but she knew I knew about her and Richard.

"Okay, is it fair to say you're not jealous anymore?"

"Yes, Mom."

"I love you," she told me, before kissing me. "I love your step-dad too, but Richard liked me and I was flattered. So, it just happened, but please, don't tell anyone. I have to swat Richard's ass for telling you."

"Okay, Mom, I love you too."

"I know it's wrong to cheat, but at least with my son..." she muttered, before looking away. "I'd love to have sex with my son again."

"That's something, Mom, never say never."

She scoffed. "That's a classy line, and now make love to me," she told me, lying down. "I want to feel you and just how much you adore me, stud."

I couldn't turn her down, so I got on top of her and grabbed my rod. "You're on the pill, right?"

"You sound like you don't want to get your cheating mom pregnant, is that true?"

"You're funny, Mom," I told her, before pushing my schlong into her cunt. "Holy shit, I'm fucking my ravishing mom," I moaned, slanting my head back. "Wow, you have some pussy, Mom."

"Then look at me, dude, and give your cheating mom some eye contact."

"Mom," I whined, glancing at her. "Yes, you're cheating, but..." I mumbled, fucking her. "You're just a great mom, and I..."

"Love me?"

"Yes."

"You may look at my breasts, Roger, I won't slap you."

I had to take that invitation and a glimpse at her rocking jugs. They were older and bigger than Carol's, so they gave me my eyes quite the sensation. All the while, I was thrusting my cock in and out of her slit, and I cherished it.

I held her thighs somewhat hard and kept the adrenaline going the best I could. My dick was still going nuts even though I just shot my load. Carol still had me well-trained, but my mom was one special woman.

I saw her eyeballing me mercifully, but we didn't speak for a few minutes. I let my eyes go all over her and she fed me intimate eye contact and surely smiled at me with the perfect mix of lust and motherly love too.

She latched onto her son fucking her indeed and it was passionate and loving. As time went on, I went faster on her. Her cherry was lubed up and her juice just kept flowing out nonstop. So, she was well turned on, and she couldn't stop it either.

"Get down here, and kiss your cheating mom."

I got down there again and pasted my lips to hers. I felt her boobs pushing onto my chest, and that gave me another thrill. She kissed me even more passionately than Carol at least at that moment. She proved to be the biggest MILF in the world to me anyway.

After a moment, I parted my lips. "Oh, Mom, you're the sexiest woman in the world, period," I complimented her, before bringing my palms towards her melons. "May I?"

"Roger, you're already screwing me, you may feel me up."

"I'm sorry, Mom," I apologized, before feeling her boobs. "Wow, they feel even better with my dick inside you."

"Does that make you want to do it with me again?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Mom."

"Yes, keep addressing me, don't forget I'm your smoking hot mom, and we certainly shouldn't be having sex even if I wasn't married. So, fuck the shit out of me and make it count. Work up the biggest load you can, and give it to your mom. She craves it."

I nodded and focused myself the best I could to make sure I gave her all the love and intimacy she wanted. I knew it was beyond fucked up, but I loved it that way. And sure enough, it made me want to stick it with Carol that much more.

I knew she got our dad to fuck her considering just how sexy she was, but until we compared notes, I focused on doing it with my mom as much as I could. I felt her drenched pussy getting all over my cock, and I felt her juice still plummeting out.

"Do you like that, Mom? Are you enjoying cheating on your husband with your son?"

"All so much," she mumbled, grabbing my shoulders. "Now that I think of it, I am gonna want to suck your dick again. Your step-dad just can not give me the intimacy you're giving me right now. You love me for me, and you find me attractive too? That's quite the package you're offering me. Now get off me."

I pulled out and she leaned to my prick.

She took it back into her mouth and I covered her head with both palms. "Oh, you wanted to suck your juice off my rod, huh?"

She nodded and kept going for a moment. I thoroughly enjoyed that for a moment and felt the need to cum get stronger.

After a moment, she released it. "I'm not gonna push, but someone has been sucking this dick, huh?"

I broke eye contact.

"That's a yes, so you're cheating too?" she asked, stroking it. "That's okay, I won't tell anyone. It's a romantic story, don't you think? A mother and son cheating on other people together?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Come on, feel me up, you can never get enough quality time with my tits."

I couldn't turn her down, so I placed both palms on her bundles of joy. "Wow, these are perfect, Mom."

"I know, I got pregnant twice and got them filled up."

I nodded and went down to them. I let my tongue out and began letting it slither on her nipples. She wasted no time feeling my head with both palms and massaged it for me too. So we connected in ways almost unimaginable.

"Yes, lick those black nipples and feel my pussy too."

I couldn't turn her down, so I felt her soaked cunt too, and felt her tingling a bit. All the while, she kept her eyes on me and eyefucked me like she was about to fall for me. I knew it wasn't like that, but it was quite the thrill.

I rubbed her cherry softly, but with my whole palm. I got her juice to plummet out nonstop, and surely jiggle like she was feeling the most serene pleasure she could imagine. I kept my tongue all over her nipples, and I titillated her.

She attacked me with her breath, but I didn't mind. I took it all with a grain of salt and held her boob with my other hand. I made sure to come up to her to kiss her several times as well. So, I made sure the love kept flowing.

"Let your fingers into my cunt too, Roger. Get them in there deep, and feel all my juice coming out. I might be old, but I still get horny."

"I can tell, Mom," I agreed, before kissing her.

I was gonna keep it brief, but she wanted to make out for a moment. She wrapped her arms around me and made me feel so much of her. All the while, I kept fingering her too and making myself want to spew.

After two minutes, she parted her lips. "I hope you love this horny MILF as much as she loves you."

"I do."

Then she sat down on her butt and lied back on the wall. She invited me down with her and kissed me again. As we kissed, she brought my hands down to her cunt, and I had to get down to her moneymakers again.

So, I fingered her nonstop again and slathered her nipples once again. We maintained eye contact too, and let the love keep flowing. I let my tongue go all over her nipples slowly, and I paid each of them equal attention.

She eyeballed me like she'd die if she didn't. It was fucked up, but oh so loving. I felt her shaking frequently especially when I let my tongue finish its lick. So, she was eating it all up perfectly, and she was just begging for more.

She kept her palms on my head too so I couldn't move my head away even if I wanted to. I even got her to shed a few tears too, but she didn't begin crying. Yet, I could tell she wanted to, though. I also kept massaging her cunt too, so she was taken care of.

She vibrated like mad, and she was gonna pass out from pleasure at some point. Yet, I didn't want to just stop, I desired to keep going until she stopped me. She wasn't doing that yet, so I kept going despite going nuts trying to make her feel as good as possible and losing it myself.

I even sucked on her nipples a bit, and surely got the results I thought I'd get. She had to move back and forth a bit and pull my hair a bit too. It hurt, but I didn't care, I was having too much fun pleasing her.

That's when she officially began crying a bit, but didn't let out any words. So, I had her in the palm of my hand, and I did my best to be as good to her as possible. Sure enough, the sex did all the heavy lifting, but I wanted the love to be the real prize.

"Oh, come here," she moaned, pulling me to her.

I let my palms on her thighs and made out with her as she placed her's on my face. So, she invested herself in me even if she was married. I couldn't wrap my head around her cheating, but it was still something.

It drove some mad passion, so after a few minutes, I parted my lips and dropped down to her cherry. "I love you, Mom," I moaned, before pushing her legs apart.

"I love you too, son," she let out, feeling my head. "Yes, get your mom's twat, and make her feel good again."

I did just that for her, and surely brought out my 'A' game for her. I got in some practice down there from Carol, but like everything else, it was just different with her. Sure enough, I still fed off the passion too, and got my face drenched.

"Oh, yes, son, you've been eating someone out, that's good to practice. You need to woo a woman and make her love you. She'll definitely say 'Yes.' when you propose. Let's face it, making her feel good like this is like crack, and getting her addicted just makes the case."

I nodded and kept my tongue moving on her slit. It was swollen and wide open, so it had seen a lot. That didn't scare me, and it only made me want to fuck her even more. She pushed my face onto it more to get my face completely submerged.

So, I had her scent plastered all over my face, and I wasn't even sure if Carol would notice when I kissed her for the first time. I'd find out then, but for the time being, I got the special treatment of getting to please her in that way.

It was an amazing feeling to make her experience that pleasure. We looked at each other as much as we could, but it was a wild card considering all the love flowing out. Anything could happen, but I was out to make her feel as if she had died and went to her own personal heaven.

I let my tongue all over the outside of her lips, but also in between her lips as well. So, I had her shaking nonstop and pushing my face further onto her cunt. So, I needed to close my eyes, but even that way, I could focus myself even better.

"Oh, yes, dear, hung son, get that pussy for me and eat me out in a way I never had been before. Do it because you love me so much."

I chuckled a tad, but kept going for her. I tasted so much of her juice, that I felt like I literally did eat her out. I knew it wasn't quite like that, but she was letting all the passion and love spike up like it was nothing.

She let her sexy persona take over and let all the mother/son love spawn. Even if I intended on getting her into bed, she did it and made it hot as hell. I felt a headache coming on, but that wasn't gonna stop me.

I was in it to win it, and even if I already did, it seemed that the sky was the limit. Just like with Carol and I, I knew my mom and I were never gonna have the same relationship. I ate her out with purpose, and it was just wrong, but so right.

Feeling her rub my head so hard was just icing on the cake. I kept her juice flowing out nonstop, and my face stayed soaked too. A lot of it needed to drizzle out onto my face, but I liked it that way.

It showed how horny she was, and how much she wanted more from me too. So, I gave her my all over and over again. I couldn't go forever, but until I had to stop, I wanted to show her just how hot it was for me too.

I let my tongue all over her lips down there, and inside her slit too. I slathered her lips in there deep and surely got her to jerk around so much, it seemed like she was having a seizure. She kept her moans bolting out too, so I was on a roll.

Yet, she couldn't spout out any real words, and I thrived on that. It demonstrated that I might've even been better than Martin. Not that I could rub his nose in it, but still, it was quite the ego boost.

I knew she got the same thing, and was cherishing it like nothing else. I could only guess she thrived on it from Richard. Given how sexy Kelsey, Carol, and my mom were, I couldn't be too mad at anyone.

Yet, it was still wrong to cheat, and it'd be one big fight to have with her new husband if she did tell him. I couldn't wrap my head around that mostly because I knew no matter how much I hated Richard for getting with my mom, I had to remember I got with him too.

So, us all being one fucked up family was something. I couldn't call it completely good or bad, but it was something to chew on. When I went to town with her, everything was on my mind. I tried to focus myself, but it was a fool's errand.

Yet, after a few more minutes, she calmly pulled me up to her and kissed me. "Oh, you love your mom, do you?" she asked, before taking my hands and setting them on her tits. "I definitely want you to fuck me again. I'm a naughty older woman who had sex with her step-son and real son, so you should teach me a lesson."

"Okay, Mom."

Then she grabbed my rod. "You've had this in someone's mouth and pussy recently. I want to ask who, but will you at least confirm that suspicion?"

I bit down on my bottom lip.

"I'll take that as a yes," she added, scrubbing my rod. "Are you gonna cum for your mommy?"

I couldn't answer her, but sure enough, she was out to milk me.  After a moment, she made me blast out all over her moneymakers. She got off on me being attracted to her, and when I saw her face, she thrived on it.

"Oh, my, Mom," I moaned, shaking nonstop. "Damn, that feels good."

She giggled and leaned to kiss me. "I didn't want it to feel bad, even if we're both cheating."

"Oh, good," I let out, checking out her jugs. "Wow, that's a lot of cum."

"I can tell," she laughed, checking it out and pulling me right to her completely. "Just save some for whoever you're seeing. I can't imagine you boinking your mom will hurt your confidence."

"I think you're right."

"I might be married and you're seeing someone, but I still definitely want to have sex with my son again. It's not like Martin has ever made me feel like you have now."

"Okay, Mom, I'd love that too."

"Maybe we can go on a date first, though, or not. It's not like you need to court me to get my panties off."

"Good to know, Mom."

"I love you, Roger."

"I love you too, Mom."