Hannah was surprised to see how muscular David's chest was and she made a point of looking away. So that's what he did with that webcam, Hannah thought. " "I mean, I guess I got so used to chatting with older women before going to bed." "David, why older women? "I've always been attracted to older women." "Huh," Hannah said. I don't want to lose a single drop." He slid it back into place, wondering what was she up to. When she was lying in her bed again, she pulled out the plug.
Also, she perceived what looked like the start of an erection in his pants. Still she had no idea why he did it or who he did it with. She trapped the flow of cum oozing out of her with her pinched fingers and brought them to her pussy lips and rubbed the stuff all over, thinking about the million of sperm that were racing to her soon to be fertilized egg.
Hannah thought it strange that David wanted a webcam for his birthday.
But it was cheaper than a new car or a Sony Playstation, so she went shopping for one.
It was from a 40-year old woman who called herself Dianna. Tonight, I'm confiscating your computer and webcam." Suddenly, David broke down into tears. At first, he said he did it just out of curiosity but then it had become an unhealthy habit.
The message was the most pornographic thing Hannah had ever read. He was trying to stop, honest, but he just didn't have the will power.
Dianna said how much she had enjoyed chatting with David and hoped he'd be on again tonight. I know that you've been chatting with older women, old enough to be your mother, and that you have been camming and role-playing with them.
Dianna had also included some revealing snapshots of herself, one of her squatting on the camera, the other showing off the wide and dark areolas of her nipples. " "Not yet." Finally, Hannah crossed her arms and said, "Listen, I know what's been going on." David's cheeks turned crimson.
She didn't get asked out much anymore, but when she did it was almost always by a younger man. "I'd love one." Slowly getting out of bed, David stood up before her. "Slow down, sport, I don't want you coming this early." Her grip loosened and David tried to catch his breath. These weren't tits his mother had, they were breasts, full and pale and pink nippled and drooping just enough because of their sheer weight. David got on his knees behind his mother's ass, as if it had beckoned him. Keep going." Emboldened, David pulled down her panties until the swell of her pussy lips became visible. Steadying himself on her hips, he began to thrust, tiny little thrusts that made his mother moan on and on. Still, David thought, it was going to be a tight fit.Even as she went to sleep, she tried to picture it and how it would feel inside her. "But," she said, "there are a lot of bad people on the net, people who wouldn't think twice about hurting you. "Hey big boy, your mother's here." Which was strange: she didn't remember writing any emails to her son that week. You're the best." After dinner, Hannah moved his computer and webcam into her room. Finally, she summoned up the courage and walked across the hallway to David's room. " "Yes mom, I am." He was lying on his bed, bare chested, his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling.