I watched her walk away and when I pulled my phone out I was immediately looking at my naked son leaning back against the sink.
A moment later I heard a knock on the door through my phone.
“Come in, slut,” Paul responded.
Laurie came in, closed the door and pleaded, “Paul, we can’t fool around right now: your mom is downstairs.”
“I know that,” he said, pointing to his dick, “but Little Paulie doesn’t care.”
“What if your mom comes upstairs?” she asked, even as she moved to him.
“Don’t know, so you better hurry,” Paul shrugged.
“I can’t believe you’re making me take such a risk,” she said, as she moved to him, and bent over to take his cock in her mouth, although her tone wasn’t mortified, just playfully amused.
“You did say you’d be my slut twenty-four seven,” he pointed out as he looked right into the camera.
She didn’t respond as she bobbed furiously. I was annoyed by the camera angle, as all I saw was the back of her active head.
Paul moaned, “I bet you wish you could tell my mom you had some big dicked 18-year-old fucking you silly.”
She moaned in response, never slowing down.
Paul then ordered, a few seconds later, “Bend over the sink, it’s time to fuck that cunt.”
“Oh God,” she said, even as she obeyed, “I can’t believe I’m letting you do this.”
Paul moved behind her, lifted up her dress, exposing her obedience and slammed into her cunt as he said, “I own your cunt, don’t I?”
“God, yes,” she moaned, as I could see her facial expressions of complete pleasure. I wondered if I had the same look when he fucked me.
“And if I told you to go downstairs, crawl under the table and eat my mom, you would, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh Paul, you’re so bad,” she moaned.
“Answer the question, slut,” he demanded, pulling out.
Urgently she responded, “Yes, yes, I’d eat your mom’s cunt right now if you made me, now please shove that big dick in my cunt.”
“Good slut,” he approved, resuming fucking her.
“Oh God, I can’t resist your cock,” she moaned, as I watched her get fucked.
“And soon you won’t be able to resist my mom’s cunt,” he foreshadowed.
“She’d shit if she knew what was happening right now,” she said.
Since my hand was rubbing my pussy, that definitely wasn’t what I was doing.
He said, “You never know, maybe she’s a dirty slut like you.”
“Don’t talk about your…” she began to say, but her orgasm was rising.
“Don’t talk about what?” he asked, really pile driving her now. God, I needed to be fucked hard like that right now!
“Your mother,” she answered, biting her lip to not scream, as I headed to the bathroom, pulling my earbuds out of my ears, but still watching.
“I want you to come right fucking now, slut,” I heard through the door.
“Oh fuck,” was all she could muster as seconds later, she came.
I rapped on the door and asked, “You okay, Laurie? I heard noises.”
Paul smiled, as he didn’t slow down, as Laurie weakly answered through her ongoing orgasm, “Yes, I dropped something on my foot.”
“You sure?” I asked, “you sound off.”
“Just something in me,” she began to say, which made me laugh; there was definitely something in her. “Making me feel off.”