My son always stayed with his dad, but one day he came to stay with me for a month.
I was sitting in the couch in my living room, It was an evening filled with sadness and guilt. After fucking me this whole past month; in all the positions and all the places in my house, my eighteen year old son, Scott, had just left to go back to his dad’s house. I was turning forty after two months, but my son still found me hot and beautiful. Once after making me cum hard by fucking my...Read On