Robin

Mark headed back up stairs deciding to spend some mother son time. Him getting her just in her underwear earlier felt a bit of a tease. He wanted a full show now.

He stepped into his father's mancave eyeing a time-suspended Robin that floated above the treadmill her trainers' soles mere centimeters from the treadmill's belt. Mark stepped beside the treadmill and looked his mother up down taking in her red hair tired back into ponytail and the form fitting compression top and down to her short running shorts. Though he knew his mother was attractive he never quite had a thing for her like he had for Ashley. However after seeing her time-stopped earlier and looking at her now, he had a thing. His cock was rock hard.

"Alright, mom...I think your workout is on pause for the moment...how about giving me some attention?" Mark asked and he looked at Robin's face for a reaction. Her face remained focused and her vacant eyes only looked on at some unknown far off object. "Finally you agree with me!" Mark chuckled.

He wrapped his arms around Robin's hips and lifted her off the treadmill. He found her sort of light and figured it had something to do with time being stopped. Gravity was most likely effected, given Robin was floating over the treadmill and her ponytail was currently over her head.

Robin was set down and Mark re-posed her so that she was standing at attention. He kept her ponytail floating behind her head, he thought it looked kind of cool and it contrasted well with her blank face. The blank look on his mother's face made him kind of hot he had to admit. He looked at her once more up and down, he really couldn't get enough of how she looked time-stopped.

"Okay...let's see what we have here mom..." he said with a smirk looking at her vacant eyes before his gaze drifted downward to her shorts. He peeled down the waistband at the front of the shorts and looked in. He notices that Robin isn't wearing any panties. Eager to see more, Mark jerks the shorts south. Robin only wobbles in reply as her shorts fall to her ankles. There is a thick triangle of dark red coils covering her sex. Mark couldn't help but run his fingers through the pubes as he looked at his mother's blank gaze.

Holding her by the shoulder and spun her around and admired her bare ass. He smacked it few time before prying her ass cheeks apart and staring at her anus. "Ashley was wrong, you don't have a stick up there..."he quipped as he spun her back to face. "So if you don't mind, I'll just slip this off..." Mark said as he lifted Robin's arms up and started to peel off her compression top.

"Well now..." Mark muttered as he tossed away Robin's top and stared her bare breasts. The perfect in shape and capped with pink nipples. He felt them and they felt really good in his hands, a little too good. Leaning in her took a closer look and noticed faint surgical scars under each of her melons. "Fakes!" he blurts looking up at his mother in shock. She had nothing to offer him but a blank stare.

He was curious when she got her boob job. Mark racked his mind but couldn't remember when she could have gotten them without him or his siblings finding out. Something to think about later he decided as he put Robin on all fours and dropped his pants. His manhood sprang free. He felt between her legs, digging his fingers through her pubes until he felt her pussy lips. He then shoved his cock into her, gripping her hips he started to thrust.