A Thanksgiving Treat | |||
Author: Norbert ![]() | |||
Added: Sep 26 2011 | Views / Reads: 4825 / 3922 [81%] | Part vote: 9.69 (29 votes) | |
Tom finds himself at his best friend Steve's place on Thanksgiving - but Steve has other plans and leaves him with his mom. Being an avid photographer, Tom sees an opportunity..... | |||
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It was more than a Thanksgiving. My best friend Steve had brought home his girlfriend of two years from college to announce their engagement and celebrate with family and friends. Being an only child - and a spoiled one at that - I wasn't surprised that his mom took the news hard, and his father - well, he hadn't been in Steve's life since his parents divorced when he was really young - so really, it had only been the two of them. Three, if you counted me.I had always found Steve's mom really hot. She had a figure that could put any playboy centerfold to shame even though she was in her early forties. She had round firm tits, slim waist, a very round tight ass that seemed to catch every eye perched on the top of very shapely legs. I thought she was stunning with high cheekbones, almond-shaped eyes and lips that looked like they could suck the chrome off a trailer-hitch. The only problem was that she was an ice-woman. So much so that the joke had been if we wanted really cold beer, stick the cans between Mrs. Fisher's legs and they'd be too cold to drink. However, from that first fateful night when I realized that my dick contained a hell of a lot more pleasure that just from an early morning pee, Mrs. F. had been the subject of many a fantasy that brewed away in my head. The fact that I had stayed to take over my father's camera business rather than go to college meant that I had plenty of time to look in on Mrs. F. and spend a few evenings just shooting the breeze or watching a movie with her. I never failed to leave her house totally aroused simply by being in her presence. ...
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