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“You're perfect, Zoey. You and Mom are doing amazing.” I released the MILF's nipple. I rolled over on my stomach beneath her, my boobs pressed into the bed like I was about to get a massage. I pulled a webcam pillow down, resting my cheek tits on it. Then I wiggled my hips. I groaned as Mrs. Armstrong nuzzled on my spine. Her tongue flicked out through the groove of my back as I watched Mom open her large Brunette purse. She dug something out, bent over so I could stare at her bubbly ass and her black bush soaked in her amateur juices. Her pink pussy lips peeked through the dark strands. I whimpered as I watched her digging through her purse. It was such a mom purse, the type that carried everything in it. Wet wipes, her wallet, snack bars, pens, pencils, makeup, keys, Q-tips, cotton balls, band-aids, nice and, to my delight, a set of anal beads. I shuddered as she produced those. They were pink, the first one the size of a marble, the last one bigger than a golf ball. She licked them as she watched Mrs. Armstrong smooching her way down my spine. “That's it,” I moaned as the MILF moved lower and lower. Tingles raced up my back. Her silky hair caressed my hot skin. “Get down there and eat my asshole.” “Mmm,” mom purred around the anal beads, sliding them into her mouth. She had skill. She tilted her head back, deep-throating the beads to get the last ones in her mouth. Her lips slid over the beads, sealing around them like they were a dick. My mom was awesome. She pulled them out, leaving them dripping in her saliva. She sauntered to the bed as Mrs. Armstrong's hands grabbed my rump. Her lips reached the small of my back. She parted my asscheeks and flicked her tongue into my butt-crack. My pussy grew hotter and hotter as her tongue caressed down through my crack. I purred in delight, wiggling my hips. This wicked heat burned through me. This was so hot. “Do you have a amateur close relationship with your mother.” “No way to webcam prove that, not yet. I didn’t respond. I think tits you should stop right now.” I said with confidence that surprised even me. “What a dirty, anal slut you are, little brother,” Tera smiled, “I wonder if Angela shares the same preference.” "Okay, today nice is all about you, buddy," Jake says to the cameraman. “Well here’s where you can Brunette help. There are half a dozen. They’re too restricting, too tight. Emily took half of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The inevitable happened again and I started cumming again. At least I’m helping.” Then purple energy flickered around the edges. Did you see the look on their faces when we walked out of the pool? “Yes, I think that could be arranged tonight after her evening classes, if you like. Not just that night but many, many nights."