He muttered to himself " she can't even try to clean up" as he picked up the blue jeans and pink shirt he then grabbed her bra and panties as he threw the clothes into the hamper his mothers panties had failed to make it into the basket he walked over and grabbed them and as he picked them up he noticed that they were obviously still wet with his mothers sex juices the young 14 year old held them mortified that he was feeling the result of the his mother infidelity
. " lucky thanks mom can I keep it " he asked in a obviously anxious and worried tone.
. My voice goes deep and in a hissing whisper I ask, " Is this what you want?"
'Oh, God," She wants to say instead gives a loud moan into the wall in which her head is now pressed, coaxing her body to stay standing until she is told otherwise, though she wants to collapse. " Now you don't want to do that, do you?" I said with a discerning smirk
He muttered to himself " she can't even try to clean up" as he picked up the blue jeans and pink shirt he then grabbed her bra and panties as he threw the clothes into the hamper his mothers panties had failed to make it into the basket he walked over and grabbed them and as he picked them up he noticed that they were obviously still wet with his mothers sex juices the young 14 year old held them mortified that he was feeling the result of the his mother infidelity
. " lucky thanks mom can I keep it " he asked in a obviously anxious and worried tone.
. My voice goes deep and in a hissing whisper I ask, " Is this what you want?"
'Oh, God," She wants to say instead gives a loud moan into the wall in which her head is now pressed, coaxing her body to stay standing until she is told otherwise, though she wants to collapse. " Now you don't want to do that, do you?" I said with a discerning smirk
He muttered to himself " she can't even try to clean up" as he picked up the blue jeans and pink shirt he then grabbed her bra and panties as he threw the clothes into the hamper his mothers panties had failed to make it into the basket he walked over and grabbed them and as he picked them up he noticed that they were obviously still wet with his mothers sex juices the young 14 year old held them mortified that he was feeling the result of the his mother infidelity
. " lucky thanks mom can I keep it " he asked in a obviously anxious and worried tone.
. My voice goes deep and in a hissing whisper I ask, " Is this what you want?"
'Oh, God," She wants to say instead gives a loud moan into the wall in which her head is now pressed, coaxing her body to stay standing until she is told otherwise, though she wants to collapse. " Now you don't want to do that, do you?" I said with a discerning smirk
