CAMPBELL
There was something about the promiscuity radiating from his mother that fed Campbellâs desire for a good fuck, though heâd never thought itâd be from the help of his own mother. Struggling to even say a word after heâd been caught red handed after pitching a tent whilst his mother rubbed her breasts against Campbellâs chest, he couldnât stop looking down at them. âIâOh my godâŚâ Campbell cursed, knowing this was all wrong but with the view of Serenaâs gorgeous jugs just made his need grow stronger, wanting to lift his hands and touch the huge breasts, to suck on her nipples and hear her moan.
the mother was well aware of the effect she had on young boys like her son, she had always worn really revealing and slutty outfits when his friends came over and made sure they stared at her and got hard ons... she wanted the boys to take turns on her and if campbell were to join or be the one to get her off and please the fantasies serena had then so be it. âcome on, baby.. i know you wanna play with themâ she encouraged, wrapping her arms around her sons neck and fingers tangling through his dark brown locks affectionately. âshouldnât a young man like you know how to please his mother?â she asked with a grin, hand sliding down to his crotch and rubbing the bulge.

















