thoughts from Dexter's mom

You continued to smile as you neared the jiggling ass. Dexter's mom began to hum some song when you got on your knees.

You lunged the moment you shouted, "Dat ass!"

When your face came into contact with her divine derriere, you hugged those humongous hips to keep in contact with it.

"Eh-wha-what?! That part of me in incredibly dirty! Stop it! Stop it right now!" Dexter's mom uttered before she began to shake her butt to and fro to try and get you off of her. Alas for her, your grip was too strong and you were able to somehow reach her vagina. When you began to rub her pussy lips, she let out a girlish, "eek!"

As much as she wanted to let you continue to have fun, she wanted it to be on her terms, not yours. With a slight bit of practice, she learned she could reach your crotch with one of her feet. She thought, 'I could simply flip him over and sit my dirty butt on his face or make him cum over and over until he passes out. Or I could kick him and go back to cleaning...'

As you began to undo her pants and begin to motorboat her ass, she moaned before thinking, 'Better do something fast... I'm really starting to like what he's doing...'