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Part two of MILF1247. Rachel had never thought about such relationships, and was unsure what to make of them. Then, suddenly, she felt excited - intrigued by their incredibly taboo nature. Sitting back on her son’s bed, she pulled up her skirt, parted her legs, rubbed herself through her panties, then pulled their crotch aside and vigorously fingered her exposed pussy. Soon she was thinking aloud while pleasuring herself - running her tongue over her lips as she spoke of mothers and sons committing the ‘I’ word. Her juices flowing, she thought of Richard - of his youth and virility. It drove her wild to imagine him jerking off while spying on her. Eventually, after plenty of moaning and groaning, after licking her pussy-wetted fingers a few times, she had an intense orgasm. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and it heralded an entire change of character for her. From that moment on, Rachel could not stop playing with herself while thinking of mother and sons, and especially of her and Richard. She went downstairs and lay back on the couch. No longer wearing her skirt, yet still as elegant as ever, she lay with her long legs spread, and worked a vibrator on her pussy. Her blouse was unbuttoned in the middle, and her big tits - freed from their bra - burst through the gap in all their glory. She could not wait for her son to come home and see her that way. Before long, she got her wish. While Richard stood looking at his mother in awe, Rachel started speaking to him in a voice full of invitation. She laid all the cards on the table - revealing how she had figured out that he had been looking at her, and telling him of what she had found in his room. There was no need for Richard to panic now. His mother clearly wasn’t angry about it. Instead, she spoke of how aroused she was on seeing that ‘I’ themed magazine of his. Stroking her pussy, she asked him if he would like to take the place of her vibrator. She would have bet the house that he would want his cock in his mother’s pussy more than anything in the world. She constantly touched herself, assumed various sexy poses, and spoke teasingly to her spellbound son. To turn him on was to turn herself on. Finally, she told him to go upstairs, get undressed, shower, and then go meet her in her bedroom. Richard’s long-held fantasy of fucking his mom would be made a reality at last. Eagerly the young man went up to get ready. Glancing back over the stair rail, he saw his mother lying back, fondling her tit and playing with her pussy once again. Judging by her horniness, she was going to show him an unforgettable time. It was a remarkable change on Rachel’s part. Not even she could have guessed at the taboo urges lurking beneath her elegant exterior.