Three Friends Explore Their Desires With A Steamy Group Encounter At A Sleepover

That her son thought of her as hot and sexy created a sudden gush of fluids against the soft leather. The intense rhythmic bouncing drove the seat deep between her legs like a wedge, grinding her clit against the leather. She tried not to stare at his chest as the shirtless young man stood beside her. Jill Strasburg stood in her sons’ driveway and scowled. Jill Strasburg stood in her sons’ driveway and scowled. As they were leaving the rest area, another man and woman rode in on a motorcycle. Each lasting no more than six months at best his mother knew. She could feel her juices gush out to soak her panties and coat the seat under her. Her eyes fixed on the object sitting in front of her sons’ garage door. “You’ve wanted this a long time”, his mother told him. One in a string her had changed over the last few years.