The orgasm was so violent her forehead dropped into Ryan's lap again, cheek pressed against his soft, sticky cock, whole body shaking with aftershocks.
Little broken whimpers kept spilling from her lips "Haa… haa… nnh… so good… haaa…"
Leon stood, licked his fingers clean with deliberate slowness, and looked down at the wrecked mother and son.
"She's perfectly lubricated now," he said, voice calm.
He reached down, hooked an arm under Lauren's armpit, and hauled her upright.
Her legs wobbled, the sheer babydoll clung to her sweat-slick skin. Leon looked straight at Ryan, eyes shining.
"Let's take this party to the bedroom."
Leon wrapped one arm around Lauren's waist like she weighed nothing and guided her toward the hallway.
Her sheer lingerie clung to her sweat-slick skin, angry red handprints glowed on both ass cheeks.
She leaned into him, dreamy smile still in place, legs a little unsteady from the violent squirting orgasm.
Ryan scrambled to yank his sweats and boxers back up, cock still sticky and soft.
He stumbled after them on shaky legs.
"Leon… where are you taking my mom?"
Leon glanced back, casual as ever.
"Her bedroom. Gonna have a little fun."
Ryan's voice cracked. "She's my mom. You can't just… you can't do this."
They reached the foot of the stairs. Leon stopped, turned, keeping Lauren tucked against his side.
His free hand came up and rested on Ryan's shoulder, gentle but firm.
"Listen, bro. I get it. But remember the five hundred bucks you owe me? Plus interest?"
He smiled, calm and reasonable. "Let me borrow her for one hour. Just sixty minutes. After that the debt's wiped clean. No more interest. We're square."
Ryan's stomach dropped through the floor.
He was asking him to sell his mom for five hundred dollars like she's a thing.
His mouth opened and closed. No words came.
Leon's smile softened, almost kind. "Come on, man. One hour. She'll love every second; you know how the trigger works. And you get to keep your money and your pride."
Ryan's hands shook.
He hated how small his voice sounded.
"I… I don't…"
Leon leaned in, voice low.
"Tell you what. I'll even leave the door cracked so you can listen if you want. Deal?"
Ryan couldn't answer. His throat was closed. Leon turned to Lauren, gave her ass a possessive squeeze.
"Tell your son where you're going, neighborhood milf."
Lauren looked at Ryan with that vacant, loving smile.
"I'm going to take good care of Leon for a little while, honey. Don't worry, Mommy will be right down the hall."
The words hit Ryan like a punch to the chest. Leon gave Ryan one last reassuring nod, then guided Lauren up the stairs.
Her bare feet padded softly on the carpet, tits bouncing under the sheer mesh with every step.
At the top landing Leon paused, looked back down.
"One hour, bro. Clock starts now."
He steered Lauren into the master bedroom and pushed the door until it was open only a finger's width.
Inside the room:
Sunlight poured through half-open blinds, striping the king-size bed in golden bars.
The same bed where Lauren had slept alone for years, where family photos still sat on the nightstands.
Leon peeled the soaked babydoll up and over her head in one smooth motion.
The sheer garment whispered to the floor like a defeated flag.
He unhooked the garter straps, rolled the stockings down her long legs one by one.
The fabric made a wet peeling sound as it separated from her skin.
Lauren stood naked in the middle of her own bedroom, sunlight painting red handprints across her ass and highlighting the glistening mess between her thighs.
Leon gave her a sharp, ringing slap on the right cheek.
The crack echoed off the walls.
"Go lay on the bed. On your back, head hanging off the edge."
Lauren obeyed instantly, climbing onto the bed she had shared with her late husband every night.
She scooted backward until her head hung upside-down over the side, long chestnut hair cascading to the carpet like a dark waterfall.
Her throat was a straight, open line, mouth already parted and waiting.
Leon stripped fast: shirt tossed aside, jeans kicked off, boxers following. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy, veins standing out, curving slightly upward, the head already shiny with precum.
He stepped up to the edge of the bed, gripped the base of his shaft, and fed the swollen head between her upside-down lips.
Lauren's throat opened eagerly. She took him in one slow, continuous slide until her nose pressed flat against his balls and her lips kissed the root.
Leon groaned long and low, hands braced on the mattress beside her ribs.
"Fuuuck yes… perfect fucking throat."
He started slow, long, deliberate thrusts that made her neck bulge visibly with every pass.
Each push forced a wet, rhythmic gluck-gluck-gluck-gluck from her upside-down mouth.
Saliva poured out the corners of her lips in thick rivers, running down her cheeks, over her closed eyes, into her hair, pooling on the carpet.
Leon picked up speed, hips rolling smoothly, balls gently slapping her forehead with every stroke.
Lauren's hands stayed obediently at her sides, fingers curled into the comforter, only her throat working to take him deeper on every thrust.
The room filled with obscene sounds:
wet suction, Leon's low grunts, the soft creak of the mattress springs, Lauren's muffled moans vibrating around his shaft.
"Mmmph… hnnn… glk…"
Leon reached down with one hand and pinched a nipple, rolling it hard.
Lauren's back arched off the bed, pushing her tits higher, a muffled squeal vibrating down his cock.
He switched to the other nipple, twisted, then both, tugging until they stood stiff and angry red.
Saliva kept flowing: thick strands dangling from her chin, dripping onto the floor in steady plops.
Leon's pace turned relentless, hips snapping faster, the wet shluck-shluck-shluck growing louder.
Lauren's throat bulged again and again, the outline of his cock visible under her skin each time he bottomed out.
Leon's breathing turned ragged.
He leaned forward, bracing both hands on the bed, fucking her face with short, brutal strokes.
"Take it… take every inch, neighborhood milf… good fucking girl…"
Lauren's muffled moans rose in pitch: "Mmmph! Mmmph! Hnnnn~!"
Her body trembled, thighs rubbing together, pussy visibly clenching on nothing.
Leon's balls drew tight.
With a final deep thrust he buried himself to the root and held.
His cock pulsed.
Thick, heavy ropes pumped straight down her throat.
Lauren swallowed convulsively, throat working around him, not spilling a single drop.
When he finally pulled out, a thick strand of cum and saliva stretched from her swollen lips to his glistening cock before breaking.
She lay there gasping, face shiny with spit and tears of effort, smiling blankly at the ceiling.
Leon wiped his dick on her cheek, then patted her head like she did a great job.
To be continued…
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