Like I can just stand here and watch… Switching mirror hands, I started rubbing my bulge over my school uniform. It never occurred to me what a passer-by would think if he saw me standing on a chair in my back yard with one hand raised and the other grinding lewdly against my crotch. Luckily no one ever uses the alley behind my home in the middle of the afternoon. Or at least I think no one does.
As was often with Alex’s temper, he lost control of his lust and suddenly spun around and embraced my mother. He was just a little bit shorter than her so his lips managed to clamp over her mouth. My mother froze for only several seconds before kissing him back in full. My mind was blown. A dry rub wasn’t going to do it for me anymore. My fingers, oddly cold compared to my burning hot face struggled with the zipper to free my cock from my pants.
Alex and my mother mauled each other’s mouths fervently for a considerable time under the ongoing shower before my mother broke the kiss and tried to push him away.
“Alex…” She began.
Alex refused to let her go. He swung and pushed her back into the adjacent wall and closed in for another kiss.
“Alex… Ooh… Mmmm… Alex… Ah… Please…” She mewed in protest. Oddly, her hands clung tightly around his neck, showing no effort to repel him.
“Alex please…” She almost sobbed after another few minutes of hot kissing.
My mother’s distressed voice managed to snap him out of his frenzy and they parted.
“I… I’m… So sorry aunty…” Alex said dejectedly.
“It… It is not your fault… I went overboard.” My mother gasped breathlessly.
I could not see Alex’s face, but I could see that my mother was studying it with an understanding demeanor. After looking around, she stepped out of the shower and retrieved a bottle of baby oil.
“Alex, I am married. We can’t go overboard okay?” She told him gently.
Alex just nodded sadly. She gave him a consoling smile before taking his hand and leading him out of the showers. I watched with overwhelming arousal as my mother lay herself on the bathroom floor. Was she going to offer herself to him? A nauseating sense of jealousy stirred in my belly.
My mother continued smiling seductively at Alex. I had never seen this side of her before. I imagined it was what greeted my father every night in bed. It dawned on me how lucky my father really was, and now Alex was getting lucky too.
Her hands fell below her hips and she tugged the edge of her spandex shorts all the way up her thighs until all of her beautiful white shapely thighs were exposed. She looked like she was wearing a pair of swimming trunks.
Video updates:
https://openload.co/f/CN1_yIfpf_c
https://openload.co/f/oIgNvhSH5dk