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Curse | ddf_21s | 5

 

The "Karen" in the picture was dominating two guys!

The picture was incomplete. Karen clearly saw that her face wasn't attached to the woman's body perfectly. Neither Steve's or Ben's heads were attached to guy's bodies but they were already in the picture!

Men and woman in the picture were dressed in leather belts and corsets. Karen saw the big strap-on dildo attached to female panties. And the other dildo or butt-plug in one guy's ass.

Karen was shocked. She could never imagine that her boys would dream of having sex with her. Stop, said she to herself, you have already started to dream about it. But Karen for sure could never suppose that her sons would like to be treated by her THAT way!

...

Karen's mind was busy with that thoughts for the whole day. She even went home for lunch instead of having it at cafe next to her office. She just needed to think of it in quiet place.

Well, the place wasn't so quiet. The delivery man knocked at door and walked away, leaving the big parcel on Steve's name. Karen would never think of sneaking in her son's parcel... before.

She carefully opened the parcel and found the strange things. There were a clothes, female clothes. After a while Karen realized that it is almost the same clothes she used during several last days. There was a women's underwear. There was a wig matching her haircut and color. And there were several things exact names and purposes of what was unknown to Karen, the only thing she could say that they are for some kind of perverted sex.

Karen accurately packed all things back and left the parcel next to the front door. She didn't want boys to know that she is aware of it.

The only small thing she did was the spy cameras in boy's room. One could say that it is too risky but Karen was well-paid security expert and could install even several HD-cameras that no one could find in routine way. At least she believed in that.

...

Karen barely could sit at work. She was too curious to go home earlier. But at home it was even more terrible torment - she had to pretend that nothing is happening and this is a normal evening.

Finally she said that she is going to sleep. She quickly took shower and jumped in the bed with prepared laptop. When she looked in the screen she put her hand between her legs and squeezed it.

...

Ben was dressed in women clothes, pretending that he is Karen. He was sitting on the bed while naked Steve was licking his high-heels. Ben was looked a bit bored but Steve wasn't. He was eagerly licked Ben's legs, slowly moving upper.

With other camera Karen saw that Steve pulled Ben's skirt up and pulled Ben's dick out of panties. "Oh, Mommy, gimme it." whispered he and started to suck it furiously. Steve was doing his best but he wasn't a good in that, Karen could say it even with her small experience. Nevertheless, it was more than enough for Ben, as he finished soon in Steve's mouth.

"OK, it's my turn." said Ben.

"Wait a bit, please." asked Steve.

"OK" said Ben. He stood up, pulled down his panties and pressed Steve's head to his ass. "Lick my ass, you naughty cunt-eater!"

Surprisingly, it was what Steve wanted. He finished within few seconds after being "forced" to eat "his mother's" ass.

"OK, it's my turn." said Ben again.

The boys changed clothes. Now Steve was playing Karen. He put Ben on the bed and sat on his face. Ben, meanwhile, bend his body and raised his legs up. Steve grabbed them and pushed down to Ben's head, bending Ben even more. Now Steve was sitting on Ben's face, probably with his dick in Ben's mouth, with Ben's legs under his arms. Steve had an naked Ben's crotch right in front of him.

Steve took the big dildo and pressed it to Ben's asshole.

"Mommy think you were a bad boy, Ben. You should be punished!" said he and pushed dildo into Ben's ass.

Damn! It seems to much for Ben! thought Karen. What should she do - keep watching or intervene?

 

keep watching or intervene?

 
 
 

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