The sudden surfacing of her Mom’s hand from under the table and the guilty expression vintage on both their faces was a dead giveaway. Couple that with what she witnessed the night before is all she needed to assume, that they were again being sexual with each other. She is tempted to call them out but decides to approach the issue later after she’s had more time to assess her options thoroughly. “There’s a stack of blueberry pancakes on the stove, Becky. I cooked enough to feed an army so, feel free to help yourself,” Mom says. “Oh…so you got up early this morning and cooked Logan’s all-time favorite breakfast,” Becky sneers! It is fairly obvious she is a bit angry when she snorts, “What’s the special occasion?” Logan and Mom look at each other in surprise and then at Becky. Mom is blushing a crimson red and meekly answers, “No special occasion, Dear. I just thought it would be nice since we haven’t had blueberry pancakes in a while.” “It couldn’t be because…?” Becky stops in mid-sentence and says, “Never mind. Just forget I said anything. I didn’t sleep very well last night, and I am not fully awake yet." Logan looks first to his Mom and then to Becky and firmly says, “If you have something to say, Becky, then let’s hear it.” “No, I don’t have anything to say,” she snaps. “I just want to eat my breakfast in peace and then go to school.” Mom fearfully speculates to herself Brunette that Becky may have spotted her playing with Logan’s cock under the table when she walked in on them. Logan is trying to figure out if Becky had somehow learned he’d had sex with his Mom the night before. It Hairy was a fact that his Mom had been rather vocal each time she had an orgasm. It would stand to reason Becky had been awakened by their noisy love-making and probably ventured MILF down to investigate. She could’ve secretly witnessed everything from the dark stairway. He’s curious to probe further to determine just how much she really knows and how much is just speculation. He decides to hold off until he has a better grasp on the situation. Becky eats her breakfast in silence and then goes to her room to get ready for school. Thirty minutes later, Becky is on her way to school. As soon as Becky is out the front door, Mom is on her knees with Logan’s cock in her mouth. "Ahhhhh," Logan moans as his Mom’s tongue enthusiastically rolls against blowjob the sensitive tissue of his frenulum. He can't believe what he is seeing; his own Mom is actually giving him a blow job. Logan had never really experienced a blowjob before. A couple of the girls he'd dated had licked and kissed the tip of his cock as they'd jerked him off, but none of them had even tried to take it right into their mouth. Logan watches as his Mom tilts her head up slightly, and looks him straight in the eyes with the sexiest look he'd ever seen in any woman. I had never seen her in a bikini. “Come on up here, Elastigirl. You should have a couple.” Assuming the position once more, I blowjob presented myself and waited for Hector to notice, which didn’t take that long. How did she allow her Brunette fantasies take control of her? They rippled around me. I loved it. The watching crowd whooped and cheered as the naked woman stepped out onto the thin beam, her arms thrust out before her. She was one of my best friends. I had no MILF control. Kiera Hairy grinned at me, and took a victorious pull from her glass pipe. vintage Boy was our friend liking this, but I don't know how much of this was evident to my wife at this point! “I'll text her.” Kim offered, and plugged away at her phone.