Not in a long time.

Repositioning herself again, Paige took to stroking him with her tits while slurping his crown. She sucked him lightly, licking around his glans so that she could answer him on short notice. “No, or at least not in a long time. Back when I was Kendall’s age, I tried it once or twice but I never liked it. It never felt full enough for me.” Paige smiled while tonguing his urethra. “Why do you ask, handsome? Are you getting ideas?”

James gave a crooked grin and **** her back down on his dick. “A few,” he said, and he watched her suck him and slurp him until he caught sight of someone watching from the shadows.

Down the hall, hiding behind a wall, is Paige’s second child, Oliver. Oliver lived with his mother despite his adulthood. He was a loser. Socially awkward and inept, he struggled with the world and so lived with her to avoid the struggle. Only a few years Kendall’s junior, he was in his last year of high school but hardly attended. He had no future and no ambitions for the future and, to this point, had avoided James out of fear.

James knew about Oliver but hadn’t considered him when moving in. Watching Oliver as Oliver watched him, however, made James realize that Oliver was a leech on his resources. Despite his frustration, however, James grew harder in Paige’s grasp with the newfound audience there. Smiling, he **** Paige deeper on him, crushing her breasts around him as she choked on him loudly and wetly.

Watching Oliver more than he was watching Paige, James grinned viciously. Holding her by the head, he **** her deeper as ribbons of saliva ran down his shaft. “That’s right, Paige. **** on that big dick. Show me how much you love it.” Dragging her along his shaft, James choked her as he leaned forward to smack her ass again. Then, withdrawing, he smacked his wet cock down across her face and swatted her with his cock while she pants and mewled, following his dick as she trying to kiss it.

“That’s it, you fucking stud, cock-smack your slut!” She panted in her arousal and stared at James like he was a god. “You want to fuck my ass? Then fuck it! You want to **** me on your dick? **** me! You want to smack and **** me? Then do it! I’m yours, James. I’m all yours. You own every fucking inch of me!”

Returning to her mouth, James thrusts deep with his eyes still fixed on Oliver’s watching shadow. “What about your kids, Paige? Ain’t you worried what they will think of their momma?”

Paige gurgled on him, ropes of saliva forming and falling around his shaft and wetting her body. When freed, she fell back gasping. Holding him by his cock, she leaned forward to breathe him in and kiss his balls before answering. “What about Kendall? I already told you what I think of her.”

“Not her,” James growled. “I’m talking about your son.”

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