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«Orgy with mom», Bob Kelly

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CHAPTER ONE

Joyce Lankin sat in the living room of her home sipping a tall Scotch and soda and staring at the clock on the wall. It was her fifth stiff drink of the afternoon and she was well on her way to being totally smashed. And the itch in her hot cunt wasn't helping matters. Her eyes blurred out of focus as they tried to follow the sweep hand on the expensive clock.

Even though the sun burned brightly outside, the plushly furnished room was semi-dark. Joyce had drawn heavy drapes across the windows. A single lamp burned in the large room, casting shadows over her half-naked body.

Joyce was waiting… waiting for her son!

That morning, she had decided to put an end to the torment that raged within her. Joyce had decided to face the facts. Billy, her eighteen-year-old son, turned her on. And there was nothing she could do about it.

For months she had tried to put him out of her mind. She tried not to think of the firmness of his thighs, or the way his prick bulged against the front of his skin-tight jeans. But he was always there, always near her.

Joyce had watched her son grow from a child to a man. She had seen the muscles in his arms and back harden into strong hands. She longed to let her fingers outline them against his bare skin, feel the heat of his body against her own.

And Joyce had watched her son grow emotionally too. When her husband of eighteen years ran off with the twenty-year-old secretary he was fucking at the office, Billy seemed to understand. He was only fourteen at the time, but Joyce knew that her son understood.

And from that moment on, he was no longer a little boy. He was given more responsibility around the house, Joyce had gotten a nice alimony settlement from her ex-husband, and she allowed Billy a free hand with the money.

He never failed her. Bills were paid on time and he was handling everything perfectly. Billy was in charge of the household and had quite comfortably taken her ex-husband's place.

And for the two years since he had left, Joyce had never once brought any guys home to fuck. Of course she played around with a few one-night stands, but she had fucked on the side even before the divorce.

Joyce had plenty of chances to grab off a handsome stud. At the age of thirty-eight she had a spectacular body. Her thrusting tits were huge and firm, her nipples like warm cherries. Her tight waist flowed into wide, rounded hips. Her ass wiggled invitingly when she walked and her legs were long and graceful. Joyce Lankin always turned heads when she walked into a room.

But bringing a man into her home would only be an insult to her son. It would challenge his authority as head of the house and she didn't want to do that. She was proud of her son who had suddenly grown into a man.

Joyce gave Billy the freedoms that went with his added responsibilities. He was coming home later and later each night, and she could tell that some nights he had been with a girl. And on those nights, she was jealous. She wanted to be the woman climbing between Billy's legs. She wanted to be the one sucking his sweet-tasting cock!

That morning, Joyce decided that it was time for Billy to take his rightful place up her cunt. She had worked out an entire plan of action and was determined to stick to it. It was Friday, and she and Billy would have the whole weekend together, undisturbed.

More than once, Joyce had caught Billy peeking at her while she was getting dressed. When she sensed that he was watching, she would put on a little show for him, hoping that he was pulling on his prick while she showed herself off. Joyce never let him know that he had been caught. She didn't want to embarrass her handsome son.

Joyce chose her sexiest underthings to wear for Billy when he got home from school. He was usually home by four. They would have dinner together, talk for a while and then he would go out. The one time she had asked him where he was going, he had been evasive and Joyce decided against pressing it.

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