Mrs Cox

“Hi darling.” Her mother greets walking into view. She was a gorgeous older looking version of Sydney. However she had a such a MILF body, a perfect hourglass shaped body with e cup breasts and a nice juicy ass. You had seen her before at parent teacher conferences each time you had fantasies of her. Sydney’s father was a lucky man. You watch as she reached taking taking her shoes up in hands before reaching up and releasing her messy bun. Her blonde her fell down her back nearly reaching her ass which was facing you now as she hugged her daughter from behind.

“How was school?”

. “It was alright.” Sydney replied nonchalantly not looking up from her cooking. “Work?”

“Ughh my boss was riding my ass all day.” Sydney groaned earning a horrified look from sydney. “It’s a figure of speech, like you could say that if your teacher was giving you are hard time.” You saw Sydney look at the phone before turning back.

“Dinner is almost ready it will be around ten minutes.”

“Perfect,” Mrs Cox said while fetching some juice from the fridge. “You know I wouldn’t mind your history teacher from last year giving me a hard time.”

“MUM WHAT THE FUCK!”

Mrs Cox laughed at Sydney’s outburst. “What?” She finished and walked off “your lying if you haven’t thought about it remember all the things you said on his first year teaching you.”

You sat there staring at your screen your cock excited again from listening to those two. Sydney looked at the phone then walked out the kitchen. Leaving you alone. The sound of feet on tiles alerted you as Mrs Cox walked into view again this time walking right up to you and reaching above to grab something.