Mom, son, girlfriend and busty seductress get nasty in Vegas

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After a few seconds, I ordered, “Bend over and fuck yourself on me.”

She obeyed, using the handrails for stability, lifted her dress over her ass and backed up on my erect missile. Watching my cock slowly disappear into her was enthralling, as it always was. Soon she had all of my cock in her wet cunt and was bouncing back on me.

Her moans echoed in the small space, “Oh God baby, your cock feels so good in Mommy’s cunt!”

“Tell me who owns you,” I grunted, her hard thrusts bringing me great pleasure as I seemed to go deeper into her than I ever had before.

“You do, baby, you own your Mommy,” she moaned, her breathing already erratic.

“And you will never disobey me?” I questioned.

“Neeeeever, baby, I’ll always be a good Mommy to my masterful son,” she whimpered, loving the deepness my cock was reaching.

The intercom came on and a man asked, “Is there anyone in there? If so, Press the blue intercom button to speak.”

“We don’t have much time, Mommy-slut,” I said, “Come for your son. Come for your owner! Come for your Master!”

That was all it took as my Mom screamed, “Oh fuuuuuuck, yes Curtis, be my Master, use me whenever and wherever you wiiiiish!”

I could feel her cum coat my cock and I pulled out and began stroking my cock. “On your knees, Mommy.”

She fell to her knees, rubbing her clit with her left hand as she opened her mouth and begged, “Come on Mommy, Master. Mark me as yours. Shoot your white goo all over your Mommy-slut’s face!”

“When we get to the main floor, you will walk to the front desk and get the room-key Miranda left for us with my cum all over your face,” I said.

“Oh God, you dirty fucker. You want to humiliate Mommy?” she asked.

“Will you obey?” I questioned, my balls about to burst.

“Yes, Master,” she agreed, “for you I’ll do anything!” just as the first stream of cum hit her on the forehead. A second followed between her eyes and hit her nose, while a third hit her lips and chin. The sight of my cum on her face was so hot I wished I had more to coat it with.

I released the Stop button and hit the Lobby button.

Standing up, her face coated with streams of cum, her legs still twitching from her orgasm, she said, “You’re turning into one kinky little bastard.”

“And you love it,” I teased, as the elevator slowed to a stop at the eleventh floor.

I reached for my shirt and pulled it on just before the door opened.

A young couple got on the elevator and neither could help but notice Mom’s cum-coated face.

Both were surprised, but following proper elevator etiquette, they looked away and didn’t say anything although both were blushing furiously.

As the elevator started to descend, Mom turned to the red-faced brunette and asked, “Where you two from?”

The girl stammered, “T-T-Texas.”

“On your honeymoon?” Mom asked, acting as if she weren’t wearing a full facial of cum.

“No, we’re just dating,” the girl answered, squirming with discomfort.

The guy looked an eyebrow at me and I shrugged as if saying ‘what you gonna do?’

Mom then asked the girl, “Do I have any in my hair?”

“Pardon?” the girl asked, shocked by the question.

The elevator was just reaching the lobby when Mom said something even I couldn’t believe, “Do I have any of my son’s cum in my hair?”

Both the guy’s and the girl’s mouths dropped open at the outrageous question with all its taboo implications.

The elevator door opened and Mom said, “I’ll be right back, son.”

“Hurry back, slut,” I ordered, finally speaking.

Both looked at me as Mom walked out of the elevator and into the lobby, which was rather full.

The girl asked, “She isn’t really your Mom?”

“No,” I lied, “She just likes the shock value. She’s actually my English teacher.”

“Well done, dude,” the guy said, impressed.

His girlfriend glared at him and they left, the guy searching around for another look at my cum-faced mother.

Mom was in line behind a couple of other guests checking in, pretending to be oblivious to the fact that she was a sticky mess and people were staring at her.

I watched, amused and with a sense of power at Mom obeying such an extreme order. She turned to me and winked, surprisingly not embarrassed by the stares. Like I had thanked Ellie for on the airplane, her long-ago training of my Mom was turning out to be useful, even as I now used that very training against her.

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