MOTHER WITH THE HOTS

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Betty stood up and carefully took a step. The sensation of having the balls roll around as she moved was quite stimulating. She walked out into the hall and down the steps. At the bottom of the stairs she turned around and went back up. Climbing the stairs was like having a long cock moving around in her cunt. Every step was a thrill. She went back to her room and put on her robe.
Now, she thought, now I’ll just go about doing all the things I usually do and see what happens. God knows, I’m coming almost constantly. Why didn’t I ever think of this before?

She bent over and touched her toes without bending her knees and the balls moved around and sent a small glob of cunt cream down her thigh. Next she placed her feet apart and bent forward again but instead of straightening up she dropped to a squatting position and one of the ping-pong balls shot across the room as if fired from a gun.

She retrieved the wayward ball from the corner of the room, washed it off, and popped it back into her pussy.
Oh, yes, she thought. This will keep me going until James comes this evening. Maybe I should keep them in while I go out with him. No. He has something to put in there, and I don’t want to give him any reason not to fuck me. God, how I love to get fucked. Let me go down to the den. I’ll put on some music and try doing the Twist, and the Charleston and a few other things.
She went down the stairs, two at a time.

CHAPTER 2
Betty walked ahead of James King as they left the restaurant. At the curb he reached around her to open the car door. “I took the liberty of taking a room in a motel,” he said as they pulled out into the street.
“Why? I have that big house.”
“Your kids might come before you expect them. Besides, I feel like I should furnish the place.”
“You never were practical. You could stay at my place until time for the kids to get back tomorrow afternoon. Nobody would know the difference.” She put her hand on his thigh.
“Are you in a hurry?” he asked as he dropped his hand over hers.
“I don’t want to waste any time when I’m with you.”
“After we’re married we’ll be together all the time.”
“James, you know I can’t marry now. I have to get my life straightened out first. The doctor says if I can’t remember what it is that’s bothering me I’ll never be happy,” said Betty.
“Can I help?”
“No. There’s something unpleasant but I don’t know what it is. All I remember is happy incidents.”

James turned in at the motel. “Do you want a drink at the bar?”
“No thanks.”

They walked into the room hand in hand. James turned to make sure the door was locked. When he turned back around Betty had slipped off her blouse and was working on the button and zipper of her skirt.

“You are in a hurry, aren’t you?” he laughed.
“Only for you. Unhook my bra, okay?”
“Sure.” He walked over to her and she turned around for him to undo the catch. When he opened the catch he slid his hands around her body to fondle her huge breasts.

“Take your clothes off first,” she said. “I want to be able to touch you, too.”

James removed his coat and hung it over the back of a chair. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt.

“Please, hurry,” she whispered as she watched him undress.

James smiled and slipped the rest of his clothes off. “Now what?” he asked, as he stood and watched her step out of her panties.
“Now, let’s fuck.” She went to the bed and flipped the spread back. “Let’s get on the bed and fuck.”
“Come here I want to put you on the bed.”
Betty went over to him and put her arms around his neck. He bent and caught her around the thighs and lifted, pulling her up against him. Their lips were pressed to each other in a deep kiss and Betty wrapped her legs around his waist. James moved his hands to hold her juicy cunt open as he slowly lowered her onto his hard, upright cock.
“Oh, God. That feels so good,” breathed Betty as she pulled her lips away from his. “Let me on down until I’ve got it all.”
James lowered her a little more. His cock slithered up into her well-lubricated cunt. Using her arms and legs she worked herself up and down on his long rod. It slipped in and out easily as she lifted and lowered herself. Her large tits were pressed tight against his hairy chest and they rolled up and down with her gyrations.

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