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Fantasy Mom Gianna

fantasy momI asked my youngest son’s best friend what he wanted for Christmas. He responded, “You as my fantasy mom.” Honestly, I was flattered. He never struck me as a horn dog like most boys his age. I thought he might be gay or at the very least a budding sissy boy. He has been rummaging through my lingerie on sleep overs. I thought he was wearing it, so I never said anything. I have no problem with sissy boys. I figured his parents weren’t the type to nurture his kinks, so I played dumb. The joke was on me, because when I came out of the steamy shower this morning, there he was before me. He was naked and stroking a bigger dick than my son. Honestly, I pegged him for a clit stick, but here he was with no pubes yet and a rock hard python between his legs. I asked him what the deal was with my lingerie and he gave me an answer I hear often, “I was leaving you a present.”  I guess because he is so young still, his cum doesn’t have swimmers yet. I never noticed the cum in my panties because he is just shooting blanks, which was hard to believe at his size. I had no problem surrendering my mommy pussy to him. His cock showed promise for his age. He was destined for a life in porn. I was still dripping wet, but that didn’t matter to either of us. We fucked in the steamy bathroom. He bent me over the sink and rammed his hairless young pecker up my sweet mommy pussy. It was like I went back in time to my porn days only with a much younger cock. He surprised the fuck out of me. I learned a valuable lesson: don’t judge a book by its cover. I will be fucking young Jacob all the time now.


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