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I am not going to threaten you over this as you know what you have to lose.” She turned and left my room leaving me with so many dirty thoughts and a raging hard cock. I went into my bathroom to clean off my tablet and think about this. I knew my friends would love to know this and absolutely would want to jerk off in front of her and cum tribute her photos every day. I did not know if they could keep quiet or if it would become suspicious to the neighbors or their parents. There was a part of my inner dark sexual side that liked that thought of having them taking turns cumming in front of my mother, but I knew I had something good, and I did not want to ruin it. This is a dark fantasy many teenage boys with sexy mothers have, at least all my friends have made it clear that if my college mother were theirs, they would be doing the same thing; and I did not want to risk my dirty incestuous desires. Although I had a raging hard-on, I did not approach my japanese mother again for the rest of that day. I was still unsure if she truly meant what she had said to me. I did not jerk off to her as well, just in case she was serious I was wanted to save my load for her viewing pleasure. I also felt that since my father was again on one of his trips, there was no rush to test my mother’s word. The rest of that day went normally. I did my thing, and my mother went out to do hers. I hung out with a few friends, and as much as I wanted to brag about what had occurred between my mother teen and myself, I resisted that urge. The next morning I woke up with my usual morning wood. I put on a pair of old gym shorts in which my raging erection created a visible tent-like effect. I got out of bed and wandered down the to hall to my mom’s bedroom. I poked my head in to see if she was there, but then the smell of freshly brewed coffee hit my nose, asian so I knew she had to be downstairs. I went back to my room, grabbed my tablet and went downstairs. I felt this was the perfect time to test the arrangement my mother made with me. I walked into the kitchen following my stiff cock. My mother was sitting at the kitchen table sipping coffee as she was working on her laptop. She was wearing what appeared to be her short robe and nothing else. The robe barely covered her ass, and the top part was open wide enough to give me quite a look at her large tits. She glanced up at me and the visible tent in my shorts. “Good morning honey. I can see you are happy to see me.” She gave another naughty smile. “Morning mom.” I sat down next to her. I was hoping she would say something striptease as I placed my tablet on the table. She glanced at it then to me and then she took another sip of coffee. I knew then it was up to me to say something. I know my courage came from my lust and raging hard-on. I stood up so she could see how hard I was and then I spoke. We all slip back down into the tub and continue to drink our beer as some conversation continues. “Do you want me to continue?” I asked. I gave myself a japanese screaming orgasm. Dakota told John and Diane that the numbers on the piece of paper were Jill and my bonus checks. There was simply no way to prevent his rape. My round, freckled breasts jiggled. There I was, fucking one beautiful woman and two other beautiful women are helping me get off. Mucus was dripping out of her nose and what little makeup she wore was streaked with tears. “History.” Max noted as striptease his eyes scanned the words on the screen. She's all yours and you can do whatever the fuck you want with her. This time, she pushed against me, kissing me almost violently, hungrily. He pursed his soft pink lips and exhaled. Tommy cough a few times then spoke, trying not to sound shocked or scared. She used her hand on his cock, and worked her tongue till he came. She let go of her breasts and grabbed my erection with a hand and began to mouth me eagerly. Walking on her tiptoes through the sand, she swayed rhythmically making her way ashore. I gasped a little and felt my hole open and accept the dildo. Jeff gazed at the screen over his shoulder and laughed. “Both of them.” Lucy sniggered. Last night, he left Becky in the living room to wake their mother, so he didn't know if she was teen somehow subconsciously aware or smelled sex or stepped in some jizz when she got up to go to her room? It was almost like having a reunion with one of my old college friends. The interviewee is supposed college to be the nervous one. A few times they had to hide behind her corner as late asian students or teachers moved through the building. “Fuck.”