10-05-2022, 03:55 PM
The screen on my phone lights when I receive a text.
Chris: You can come now, make sure you're quiet
I suck in a deep breath as I leave my car and walk towards Eliza's house at night. This could make or break our friendship. It's plausible that she'll never speak with me again, and I'd understand that feeling. Best friends should never spy on each other to this degree, but this has an important purpose.
The front door opens and I'm greeted by Chris, with classic rock music from the 70's playing up the stairs. The music conceals my arrival, which is smart. I remove my shoes and stand barefoot on the carpet.
We don't say a word and go up the stairs. I'm careful with each step, my toes digging into the carpet. I have a faint idea of what to expect, but I didn't bother asking for more details. At this point, I trust Chris with whatever he wants to do because he's proven his truthfulness.
Eliza is naked on the bedroom floor, in the prone position with her butt pointed out, and her wrists tied to the bed. Her head is resting on the bed and she's blindfolded. As I mentioned earlier, I've seen her naked countless times in the locker room shower throughout our volleyball career. This is the first time I can actually look into her anus or vagina.
The son walks over and gives a soft rub to mom's butt, which makes her shiver with anticipation, and the son turns the music off. Silence. Complete silence.
I stand motionless by the wall and I'm terrified of making a sound. It's like an ongoing crime, a home invasion, where I am the voyeur criminal and Eliza is the prey. Yes, I acknowledge that she is the victim here and I wonder about the endgame.
Chris gets naked in a flash, stripping his clothes and tossing them on the bed. I saw his penis yesterday, but to see this young man completely naked will forever change our relationship more than yesterday already has. He's now a man in my eyes, no longer the young boy. I marvel at his figure.
His penis is halfway erect and he pushes it towards mom's face on the bed, to which she opens her mouth and takes it in. Eliza sucks and the cock turns hard. With her hands bound, she's still able to suck a dick with precision. I'm impressed by her sexual skills, though the mom/son dynamic is still jarring.
"Tell me what you are?" Chris asks, then pulls his cock away so that his mother can speak.
"I'm a woman desperate for great sex."
Chris: You can come now, make sure you're quiet
I suck in a deep breath as I leave my car and walk towards Eliza's house at night. This could make or break our friendship. It's plausible that she'll never speak with me again, and I'd understand that feeling. Best friends should never spy on each other to this degree, but this has an important purpose.
The front door opens and I'm greeted by Chris, with classic rock music from the 70's playing up the stairs. The music conceals my arrival, which is smart. I remove my shoes and stand barefoot on the carpet.
We don't say a word and go up the stairs. I'm careful with each step, my toes digging into the carpet. I have a faint idea of what to expect, but I didn't bother asking for more details. At this point, I trust Chris with whatever he wants to do because he's proven his truthfulness.
Eliza is naked on the bedroom floor, in the prone position with her butt pointed out, and her wrists tied to the bed. Her head is resting on the bed and she's blindfolded. As I mentioned earlier, I've seen her naked countless times in the locker room shower throughout our volleyball career. This is the first time I can actually look into her anus or vagina.
The son walks over and gives a soft rub to mom's butt, which makes her shiver with anticipation, and the son turns the music off. Silence. Complete silence.
I stand motionless by the wall and I'm terrified of making a sound. It's like an ongoing crime, a home invasion, where I am the voyeur criminal and Eliza is the prey. Yes, I acknowledge that she is the victim here and I wonder about the endgame.
Chris gets naked in a flash, stripping his clothes and tossing them on the bed. I saw his penis yesterday, but to see this young man completely naked will forever change our relationship more than yesterday already has. He's now a man in my eyes, no longer the young boy. I marvel at his figure.
His penis is halfway erect and he pushes it towards mom's face on the bed, to which she opens her mouth and takes it in. Eliza sucks and the cock turns hard. With her hands bound, she's still able to suck a dick with precision. I'm impressed by her sexual skills, though the mom/son dynamic is still jarring.
"Tell me what you are?" Chris asks, then pulls his cock away so that his mother can speak.
"I'm a woman desperate for great sex."
जिंदगी की राहों में रंजो गम के मेले हैं.
भीड़ है क़यामत की फिर भी हम अकेले हैं.
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