Chapter 670 Peeping Mom:>>4

• Chelsea was fully aware that she was probably going right out of her mind, but she couldn't remember having this much fun or feeling this happy. A few of her friends had handsome sons, although to her mind none of them were a match for her Mack, yet she knew every one of them would be thrilled to have their healthy, horny young men admire them the way he admired her. How many of them already did? How many of them knew or even encouraged it? It wasn't like she was the only single MILF in her circle of friends, but it wasn't the kind of thing you could talk about to just anyone.
• The blonde was about to sneak away now that Mack was hidden behind the shower curtain, but the sounds of his hot, lusty grunts and groans were growing louder and more intense.
• "God, Mom, those fucking tits," he muttered in a low growl to the rapid, wet fapping sounds of his hand and cock.