Steamy hirsute sex in the cockpit.
And it is getting harder by the second. I've been thinking about you ever since we got interrupted. What happened?"
"Mmmm, we'll talk about that later, it was just a misunderstanding. Oh god, Jason, I'm so wet. My panties are drenched."
"I wish I could taste you."
"Yes, oh yes, Jason. I'd love to rub my pussy against your face. I'm so wet; I'd cover your face in my juices. I'd fill your mouth with my sweet pussy liquid. Would you like that? Would you like for me to press my wet cunt against your mouth, pushing your face into me? Use your fingers on me, Jason. I want to feel them inside me, use three fingers as you suck my clitty. Oh, it is so sensitive."
Karen turned the tape off. Her face was flushed with desire. She rewound the tape and listened to her daughter again. Her hand fell to her lap where she unbuttoned her beige slacks. Slowly she slid her hand into her pants, into her lace panties, and pressed the tips of her fingers into the soft warm folds of her labia, feeling the swollen, barely moist lips of her pussy. The first press, pushing the blood from the lips, was always the most erotic to her. Karen slid her middle finger between her lips and searched for moisture. It sometimes took awhile for enough to build up so she could use it as a lubricant on her clit. Hearing her daughter's voice saying such nasty things was more than a standard turn on, though.
"Pinch your nipples for me," Jason commanded.
"Mmm, god yes. I'm taking my shirt off. Playing with my breasts for you. It feels so good," Cynthia responded.
"I want to shove my cock in your face. Rubbing it over your lips."
"Rub your precum on my lips. Do you want me to swallow your cock? I would love to try to get your hard cock into my throat," Cynthia said, her voice filled with lust.
Karen found the moisture she needed as she thought of her daughter swallowing Jason's cock.
"Fuck yeah, baby. I want to fuck your throat. I want you to gag on my meat." Jason was breathing hard. "What are you watching?"
"What are you watching on your mom's computer? What has you so turned on?"
"I'm watching a movie filled with scenes of girls sucking cock and then when the guy cums, they spit it back and forth as they kiss, licking it off each other."
"God that's hot," Jason said.
"Want to know what else?"
"Yes...," Jason was getting close, Karen could tell by that familiar sound in the man's voice as he approaches an orgasm. Karen's fingers flew against her clitoris, getting such pleasure as she pushed down on it and then letting it slide between her fingers as she drew her hand up before plunging it down into her panties again.
Cynthia continued to describe what she was watching.
"There is a hot nasty scene where the guy is fucking this big titted brunette's tight tan ass. His cock is massive and he is shoving it far into her ass and then he cums. God, so much cum. As he pulls out, this petite blonde with massive fake tits wraps her mouth around his cock, the cock he just pulled out of the other woman's ass. Once she has licked that clean, she shoves her tongue into the brunette's asshole, licking out his cum!"
"Oh god, oh god ...."
"Cum for me, baby, let me hear it, let me hear you jacking off," Cynthia begged.
There was silence on the tape except for the faint sounds of the video Cynthia was watching and the sounds of Jason's hand working his cock. Karen writhed under her own manual manipulation. She knew the video Cynthia was watching. She had never had anal sex. When she was married to Michael the sex was tame, not that Michael didn't want to do more, but she herself wasn't comfortable with exploring her sexuality. She had a fear that once she did certain things, Michael wouldn't think of her like a nice person anymore. Instead, he would call her frigid.
The heat coming from her womanly flower couldn't emanate from a frigid woman.
Jason started to cum. "ohh, oh. God, Cynthia, you turn me on so much. Would you do that? Would you really do that?"
"I would love to do that."
"You'd kiss another woman, licking cum off her fac