Occasions that started to happen more and more oft

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Occasions that started to happen more and more oftPleasure can be quite addictive. Especially when solid ground is a bit shaken. Morals. Integrity. And so on.It wasn’t an appropriate way to fight boredom, yet still… Somehow it didn’t seem like anything new to them. Moreover, at certain point they both looked as if they have totally forgot an initial intent not to repeat all the thing again and again ’till it was too late to stop. They both been kinda exhausted from unevenful days of complete sultriness. When the evening brought nice fresh air into the appartment, it wasn’t just somewhat of a joy, it was trully liberating. And it was twice as good without usual cautiousness in regard of nudity. Its not like they’ve ever been able to get to the bottom of what was happening to them, tried to understand it and make useful conclusions of any kind. Non of that. Actually, they weren’t even aware if they needed to do so. Its funny in a weird way.As a grown woman Eileen should’ve at least consider a number of undesireble consequences. Such as psycological, for example. And she kinda did, but not exactly. The thing is, there was a huge non-binding element in these totally binded relationships. Its hard to explain. With no any obvious solution they couldn’t even start to care to find one. Moreover, they kinda liked it, eventually. The feel.It was nothing different, than before. They still had what they always had. But now there was something more. And it was highly inappropriate.Thomas. illegal bahis Even though his actions were far beyong innocent, he just kept looking in the eyes of a woman who never seemed to be that much voluptuous and hot (not for him anyway).Truth is, Thomas never was a pervert type of guy. He knew his mom had a nice pair of tits. So what? He’ve never imagened them for any wrong reasons. Or like… at all. Most of the time he could think of his mom the only way – the way he used to during his whole life. And yet… All those “from time to time” occasions started to happen more and more often. They gradually lost their sense of decency, despite being somehow (or fully?) aware of their own initial intentions. Basically they were just laughing and horsing around in a manner that was careless more than enough. Something primal and raw could easily be erupted into life at any moment. First it could be a playful release of emotional and somewhat of a physical energy. Then it could get a little more physical. And within a moment they would be shamelessly fucking.***At the very beginning Tom was afraid that all this would’ve evolved into some sort of mutual rejection. It felt strange. And intensely weird. And then some of that weirdness have found its way to become something else. Tom knew that mom knew… She knew that this whole situation could get awkward very easily. But the more days passed by, the less it was an actual, an urgent thing, the more it illegal bahis siteleri was just a thing to keep somewhere in mind. Non-essential. Just in case. “Do you think we’ll need it someday?”Her whispering voice had been stucked in his head for a while. It seemed almost as usual as it ever could be, but why was his heart beating so fast? A little spark of lust could became a flame within a second. It was overwhelming. Tom knew that mom would’ve get slightly embarassed if she’d admit how much she enjoyed it. And the most sexy part about it: she never denied it either. She could briefly shushed once or twice if Tom was talking too provacatively, but this “shushing” always seemed as part of their the game. Their game.- Stop it, Tommy, please.- Wha?.. Did I say somth… – I told you, we’re not mating. What we’re doing is… What a nonsense. “Mating”. Who told you that?- I’m not stupid, mom, really.- Shush!..They both laughed. Thomas enjoyed looking at mother face, blushed and pretty in the midst of the sunny day. A window was wide open. Freshy current of air gave both of them wonderful sensations, allowing to feel naked flesh more sharply. Thomas never felt so naked. Returning from the kitchen he looked at his mom’s ass. Abrubt images of himself slapping against her ass-cheeks got to his mind quickly, his dick slightly moved, starting to grow. Eileen never was a big fitness-lover, yet still had a nice shaped bottom, not to mention her silky-smooth legs. canlı bahis siteleri She was definetely able to take care of herself and loved doing it, especially recent months, probably because of all that “hugging and kissing” stuff.Thomas have lay down beside her.- Damn, I wish I knew earlier…- Knew what?- That those innocent motherly kisses of yours could be extended to “other” areas.Eileen chuckled, staring at the newly erected cock of her son.- Honestly, mom. I would’ve never…- Did you like it? – This “extention”? Yeah, I mean, are you k**ding? Its… I’m so jealous of dad.- Really?- Well, no… I guess, its a normal thing between you two. I’m happy for you two. Really.- How cute! Daddy would be so proud of you right now! Come here, momma’ll kiss you! – Stop it, mom! I’m serious.- Do you want me to call your dad then?- What?! No!.. Shush, mom! They have started laughing once again. It continued until their warm embraces doesn’t evolved into something much more warmer and intimate. Those “extended kissings” have started once again. Thomas couldn’t get enough of it and kept slappin’ and slappin’ his cock against his mom’s redened face. Probably, it was a revenge of some sort. Eileen took it stoically, even laughed a couple of times. She wasn’t that much of a slut, but somehow she felt horny as fuck.Eileen wasn’t that lonely and sex-crazed, as someone could think of her. The thing is, she grew up with plenty of restrictions, so once she got out of parents house she decided “Enough of all that!”…She aways thought that a little “guidance” could’t harm, it only would’ve help younger generations to grow up phsycologocaly helthier. And as her personal experience proven, it actually would. (to be continued)

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