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Copyright © 1997, Big Daddy, ALL Rights Reserved
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
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the written permission of the author. This story may be freely
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distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted
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through mrdouble@airmail.net.
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by: Big Daddy
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Mom's Romantic weekend * (son takes mom out for a wild night to
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get revenge on her cheating husband and end up fucking on video
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camera)
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Michael's mother looked astounding. He had told her to dress
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up to the nines tonight because she had a special date. Her
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husband had just been caught cheating on her for the 3rd time
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and Michael's mother was hot to get revenge. Michael had
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planned this night just for that purpose.
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Michael took his mother out to a fancy dinner. She had asked
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who her date was and he told her that he was going to make her
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look good tonight. He treated her like a lady and never as his
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mother. Customers near by noticed how much younger he was than
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her, being in his twenties and her in her forties and Michael's
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mother had to admit she liked thinking what must be going
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through their heads.
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It was on the dance floor that Michael surprised her when he
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grabbed her ass.
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"Michael!" she gasped.
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"Shhh! No one has to know. Let them think you have a young hot
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date."
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Blushing, his mother let him continue to grab her ass. People
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were staring and she actually found it quite amusing.
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"This just feels so weird," she said once.
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"Actually," he added. "I kind of like it."
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It was then that his mother began to suspect something strange.
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"Come on, " he said somewhat loudly so that others could here
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him. "Let's go home and go to bed."
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Michael's mother blushed heavily as they left. In the car she
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finally asked.
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"What was that all about?"
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"What was what all about?"
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"This, you're doing. Dancing with me and grabbing my butt like
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your my boyfriend. And telling others we are going to go to
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bed."
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"I just wanted you to feel like you were doing something back to
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dad."
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"This is kinda weird."
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"Well, what do you think dad would think if he saw me grabbing
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your ass on the dance floor?"
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"He'd think you were drunk."
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"But would he be jealous?"
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She thought a moment, "probably."
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"Well, there you have it."
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"But he didn't see us dancing so it didn't do anything."
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"Actually, I have a video camera at home."
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Michael's mother looked quizzically. "What for?"
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"Well, what do you think would make dad really pissed off if he
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saw on video tape?"
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"I'm sure a lot of things," she said. "Your not planning
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on....you're not going to pretend your in bed with me are you?"
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"It's up to you," he added. "Do you want to make him mad."
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"Yes, the bastard!!" she said. "I want to make him mad."
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"Well, do you want to make a tape that will make him mad?"
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She looked uncomfortable, "I guess so. How will we do it?"
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"Again, it's up to you, he said, "either we just have me take
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off your clothes so that the camera doesn't see me, or I could
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position myself with my back to the camera so he doesn't know
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who it is..."
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"I wish I could just blatantly fuck someone on camera and let
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him see that. That would hurt." she said angrily.
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"Well, you can." he said.
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"YOU???" she asked shocked.
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"Well, it would make him mad wouldn't it?"
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When the camera came on, Michael was laying on the bed, his
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pants unbuttoned, his large cock protruding out. His mother was
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naked on the bed, her face down by his dick, her hand jerking
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his cock slowly.
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"Hi honey," she said to the camera before she kissed Michael's
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large, heavy balls. "See what I'm doing?"
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Michael leaned up so the camera could see him clearly.
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"That's right sweetheart," she said snottily. "I'm sucking our
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son's cock."
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Suddenly Michael's mother engulfed his hard cock and began
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bobbing her head up and down his shaft.
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"Hard to believe, isn't it?" she said as she wiped her spit all
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over her chin with his slippery head. "But you better believe
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it. Our son is going to fuck my brains out and you're going to
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watch."
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She continued to suck Michael's rock for a long while then she
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crawled up on top of him, her back to the camera and made sure
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she turned to the lens before saying.
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"Watch now, watch your son's big thick cock go up inside me."
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It was only after the head of his cock was in that his mother
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began to moan. By the time it was all the way in, she was
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acting like a whore.
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"OH god!!! Yes! Fuck me!! Fuck your mother!!!! Oh shit!!
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Fuck!!! Fuck!!! FUCK!!!"
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She was thrashing about and squeezing her breasts hard. "I'm
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gonna cum!!! OH god fucking Jesus, I'm cumming!!!!!!!!"
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--
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Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!!
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http://www.mrdouble.com
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Be There..... |