Brad Morgan

Two moms for fun

CHAPTER ONE

"You think Mrs. Moran is sexy, Tony?" Tony Juliano looked up from his Wheaties and fixed his mother with his smoldering blue eyes. Sometimes when he looked at her that way, Angela found it hard to breathe. Now was one of those times.

He lowered his eyes to the big tits bulging against his mother's flower-print robe as he said, "She ain't got no tits."

"Doesn't have any tits," Angela corrected absently. "Only she does. She's got nice tits."

Tony shrugged, returning his attention to his cereal. His curly hair was so black it gleamed blue. His t-shirt was like a second skin over the big, hard curve of his chest. The sleeves were rolled to show hard muscles rippling under his tanned skin. She could see why he turned Brenda Moran on. She hated to admit it, but he turned her on, too.

"I like big tits," he said, looking up again. After a pause, he said, "Like yours, Mom."

"Come on, Tony! I'm your mother."

"So? You got great tits."

Angela sat up a little straighter, arching her back slightly to push her tits out even more. She couldn't hide her pleasure at the compliment.

"Wouldn't you like to fuck her?" Angela asked. Tony pushed his chair away from the table and leaned back, picking his gleaming white teeth with a match. The shape of his big, hard cock was plainly outlined in his skin-tight jeans. Angela found it hard to raise her eyes from his prick. She felt hot all over, and she felt a trickle of moisture seeping from her cunt-lips.