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His Roommate’s Mom | A.Dent | 10

 

As the door slowly opened Susan's mind was racing. What if it was not John behind that door? What if it was? Did she really have the courage to go through with this lust induced plan? As she was sitting on the couch in the middle of the room Susan realized that she was the past the point of no return. All that was left for her to do now was steel her resolve and hope it was John behind that door.

"God damn Ben, ditching me at the first sign of a girl with a friendly smile. Now what I am supposed to do..." The complaints died in his throat as John opened the door to see Mrs. Sims, his friend's mother staring at him with a lusty glare he thought only existed in porn movies. To make the situation even more surreal, Susan Sims was dressed like the starlet in the porno he had been watching and jerking off to before he left with Ben for the mall. Even her hair looked to be about the exact same length and style. The illusion was so perfect that John was having a hard time not thinking about Mrs. Sims in the scenes of that movie. He saw Mrs. Sims's lusty eyes looking up at him as sucked his cock. He saw her sizable tits bouncing up and down as she rode him like a rodeo rider. He saw her eating out the pussy of a fiery red head while he fucked her from behind...

"...did you hear me? John are you okay?" John was snapped out of his daydream when he realized that Mrs. Sims had been talking to him for some time while he had been lost in his fantasies, staring at her like an idiot.

"Sorry about that, Mrs. Sims. I must have zoned out for a bit there. How are you...I mean...why are you dressed like that Mrs. Sims?"

A wicked smile crept across Susan's face. She had John exactly where she wanted him. The way he was looking at her, it was clear there was one thing on his mind, and it was the exact same thing that was on her mind. "Oh John, I think you know why I am dressed like this. You've been a naughty boy, haven't you?" Susan said as she slowly stood up from the couch, making sure she was thrusting her large boobs directly at the young man as she did so.

"Mrs. Sims I don't understand..."

Susan slowly walked over to John, swaying her beautiful ass in the tight denim skirt. "Oh John, I think you know exactly what I am talking about. You've been living in my house for sometime now, but you have yet to share something with me." Susan moaned as reached out and lightly outlined John's rapidly growing cock with her hand. "Something...big, it would seem. Instead of sharing with me, you thought it better to masturbate to the image of some slut getting fucked on your computer screen. I think it is about time you made it up to me, don't you?" With that Susan leaned in and kissed John, snaking her tongue into the stunned man's mouth.

 

How does John respond?

 
 
 

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