Andre comes over and starts creating content with your Mom

Andre drove as fast as he could towards your home. And just as he arrived, your Mom opened the door.

— And? Do you like my outfit?

Andre didn’t even answer. Thinking he already got the green light with your Mom, he grabbed her and started groping those delicious curves he could only admire on his phone.

Your Mom had to fend him off... Even though she took it as a compliment.

— Wa… Wait… We have to do it… In front of the camera… For the content, don’t forget…

As Andre heard this, he seemed to snap out of a dream.

— Uh-oh… True… I’m sorry...

Your Mom smiled at him and took him by the hand, guiding him towards the living room.

— My Daughter isn’t at home either… — She said while showing him her setup; there was a camera on a tripod pointing at the sofa. — And… You have to wear this...— It was a GoPro with a headband to film POVs.

"Damn... It's clear she had everything already planned out..." Thought Andre

— And now… We can begin… — She said, sitting down on the sofa, waiting for him.

Andre sat down and started groping her tits over her top again. They were so soft and warm… So full of fat…

— C’mon… Take this off... Everybody wants to see them...— He said, annoyed by the layer of fabric between him and her.

"Yeah, of course, and you the first..." Thought your Mom...

But still, your Mom complied and freed her girls. Andre just couldn’t wait to put his hands on them again.

— Fuck… They’re awesome…

At the same time, your Mom started caressing his crotch. He was already rock hard.

— Just one with the hand for this one would be a good way to start…

Your Mom reached with both her hands and grabbed Andre’s cock. It was warm, hard and… Pretty big, to be fair. She moved her hands, making Andre exhale with pleasure.

"Was this a good idea? What if people somehow recognize us…" Your Mom spaced out briefly while thinking and didn’t truly realize Andre standing up, or what it could mean... Until Andre pushed his dick in between her tits, clearly looking for a titfuck.

— I’m sure you can do this…

Your Mom looked up at him, slightly torn about letting it escalate so quickly, both the content creation and the intimacy with Andre. He didn’t seem to be the kind of guy who hesitates when taking liberties…

— C’mon… A hand job is so lame… I’m telling you, I’m a guy and guys don’t look into that kind of videos… I’ll not film your face, if you want… I promise… And this would be spicier than just jerking me off… It’s a win-win situation…

Your Mom looked at him, amused by how clumsily he was trying to convince her to do what he wanted. “Men are truly always the same. A win-win situation… He would be the other one winning then…” she thought before enveloping his dick between her boobs.

— Is this what you wanted? — Your Mom asked him after a while skillfully rubbing his erection with her breasts. "And to think I’m doing this kind of thing with my son’s best friend…"
— Fuck yes… You’re the best, Ms. Anon… And your tits… I love them… — "Holy shit… And to think I’m fucking the tits of my best friend’s Mom…"
— So I guess you are going to keep helping me in the future, right…?
— Of course, Ms. Anon… Do it faster...— "She’s so hot… Goddamn, I’m so close…"
— And you won’t tell anybody, specially An…

Andre interrupted her by grunting and violently humping his crotch into her boobs while shooting a long and thick line of sperm that reached her face.

— Oh my…! — She exclaimed, as string after string of cum landed on her tits, neck and shoulders. — "So much…" She thought, as she held her tits together, waiting for Andre to finish ejaculating…
— Ah… Damn… I really needed that… Ma’am, you’re amazing…
— Oh, don’t be silly… — Your Mom answered trying not to blush.
— So… Do you want to keep going…? — Andre asked, unsure if your Mom was down for more.
— Maybe next time, Andre… I gotta watch the video, edit it and upload it… Make sure neither your or my face are shown, you know…
— Oh, okay… — Andre understood, but felt a bit disappointed. He didn’t want to stop creating content. — So… When are we going to meet again…? — He said with a smile as he put his clothes back on and your Mom cleaned the cum off of her chest.