Monica was already on her knees when the haze of the kiss finally cleared, her palms sinking into the cool sheets, ass arched high like an offering she couldn't take back.
People were still walking outside since it was only late evening. Their family members were still awake, including Gustav, and that's exactly what made it more hot.
"Nngh..." She bit her lower lip, not wanting to let anyone know what kind of 'reward' she was offering to her son.
The black mesh thong had been yanked to the side, the fragile lace now bunched uselessly against one cheek, leaving her completely exposed.
Her pussy glistened in the thin moonlight, lips puffy and parted, slick dripping in slow, shameless strings down her inner thighs.
Luke dropped to his knees behind her without a word.
His hands gripped the soft flesh of her hips, thumbs spreading her open wider until her hole fluttered under the sudden cool air.
