“You are so very bad,” Sandrah said, struggling to slide her card and unlock the door.
“Here,” Luis snatched it from her, sliding it through the first time.
“Thanks,” Sandrah giggled, taking her card.
They entered her room, her arm around his waist. Sandrah led him to bed, pushing him on it. She climbed next to him, lying in his arms.
“Mmm, gonna manhandle me, huntress?” Luis asked.
“You wouldn’t be able to handle me, boy,” his mother joked.
“Yeah well, maybe.”
“I knew that’s why you came on the show,” Sandrah sat up, her hand on his chest. “You wanted some older woman to hunt you down and take you to bed!”
“Uh huh. Looks like that’s what happened.”
“Oh yeah?” Sandrah threw her leg over Luis and sat up, straddling him. She unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt, rubbing her hands over his chest.
“Manhandle you,” She chuckled.
“Yes. Go for it,” Luis said, eyes heavy from the alcohol.
“Ha. I think I’d need more wine for that,” Sandrah said climbing off her son. She looked in small, fully-stocked fridge, seeing champagne instead. “Besides, after what we’ve been through, I need more to help me forget it.”
“This will do,” She grabbed a bottle, looking for an opener.
She was startled a few seconds later after feeling a hard slap on her ass, causing her to nearly spill her drink.
“Face it, that’s why you came on this show too. You wanted to find a young guy for yourself,” Luis said, standing behind her, sliding his arms around her, holding her against him.
“Yes! Yes I did,” Sandrah said, taking a couple large gulps of her champagne. “I wanted to find something special here.”
“Well I’m the best catch on the island. So I’d say you did,” Luis said, his hand gliding up and down his mother’s flat tummy.
Sandrah turned around, giving Luis her glass. He took a few gulps handing it back. She messed with his hair, “I might have to agree with you on that.”
Mother and son shared a drunken smile. Sandrah purposefully spilled the last few sips of her champagne on Luis’s shirt.
“Ah, Mom, careful.”
“Oops. Better take that shirt off,” Sandrah said, sitting her glass down, quickly turning around, grabbing and ripping her son’s shirt off.
“Hey! Careful,” Luis said.
“You want to be manhandled, right?” Sandrah guiding Luis back to the bed. “Careful is the last thing I’m going to be with you.”
Sandrah pushed Luis on the bed, climbing on him once more.
“Ooh, you gonna wear me out?” he slapped her ass again.
“I might.”
“You got a nice butt, by-the-way,” Luis said, rubbing his hands all over it. “Working out has done it well.”
Sandrah was inches from his face, “Thank you.”
Luis smiled, his hand playfully resting on her ass. He slowly pulled her dress up next, exposing her bare behind.
“Oops,” Luis smiled.
“You’re being naughty.”
“So?” Luis grabbed her butt, squeezing it. “No underwear? You’re naughty too. You must’ve really wanted to get some action with the young man you caught.”
“Yes. Or maybe when I saw how handsome the guy I caught is, I decided no panties for him.”
“Me?”
“Sure,” Sandrah answered, quickly kissing Luis on the lips.
“Aww, that was nice,” he said, still massaging her ass. Sandrah did it again, leaving her lips on his a little longer.
“So is this,” Luis said, referring to her ass.
“You’ve already told me,” Sandrah said, climbing off her son. She found her glass, pouring more champagne.
Luis whistled at her, watching her sip her drink, her dress still pulled up, her ass still exposed. Sandrah drunkenly spanked herself, downing her drink.
“Might as well make the most of our time here,” she stumbled back to him.
Luis smiled watching her approach him once more. Sandrah climbed on him, grabbed his face and kissed him hard. Luis sat up, kissing back, holding her ass.
“We’re drunk,” Luis said through her kisses.
“Mmhmm,” his mother closed her eyes, her tongue getting involved.
“Really drunk,” Luis said, his mother’s tongue sliding into his mouth.
They broke the kiss, out-of-breath, “You wanna?” Sandra asked.
“Uh huh,” Luis nodded, his hands helping his mother slide off her dress.
They kissed again, Sandrah naked now. A few minutes later, she slowly slid down his body, off the bed, onto her knees on the floor.
“Don’t,” she hiccupped. “Don’t tell your father about this either.”
“I won’t tell anyone. You gonna give me a blow job?” Luis slurred back.
“I am. Then we’re gonna get it on, young man!”
“Ahh yeah,” Luis laid back, eyes closed, while his mother unbuttoned his pants, unzipped him and fished out an erection.
“Mmm, very nice. Look like I nabbed a very good one,” Sandrah said before quickly devouring his cock in a drunken daze, slobbering and drooling all over it, not caring who it belonged to.
“Care-careful,” Luis struggled to say and keep himself from cumming.
“Feel good?”
“Yes!”
“Tastes good,” Sandrah said, continuing to weave her head to and fro, sucking and loving on Luis’ dick.
Another few moments passed and Sandrah stood, wiping the drool off her mouth and chest. “Ok, I want that thing in me.”
She poured another glass of champagne and climbed on Luis. With one hand holding the glass, the other guided his cock in her. “Ahh yeah, that’s it.”
Luis sat up; too dazed to care his mother was sitting on him, his cock balls deep in her. She took a few sips and offered it to him. He sipped from it and wrapped his arms around her.
Sandrah took one final sip and dumped the rest of her drink on his head. Luis didn’t care, only staring back, eyes glazed over, at his mother.
Sandrah smiled, tipped his chin to her lips, kissing him tenderly.
“Good. Now fuck me,” she ordered.
“Yes ma’am!” Luis said. He rolled over, taking his mother with him. Pinning her down, they kissed frantically, the taste of wine and champagne on their tongues.
“Yes,” Luis was humping away, no rhyme or reason, fucking Sandrah.
“That’s it. That’s it, big boy,” his mother urged him on. “We’ll make the most out of this ruined show we went on.”
“Yes! You feel so good,” Luis moaned.
“So, ah!” Sandra moaned. “So do you!”
Her legs wrapped around him, holding him place. “This is insane,” Luis said, still thrusting away like a mad man.
“I know! I don’t care! This whole reality show experience has been insane,” his mother slurred.
“We’re both drunk.”
“Just fuck me, baby. I don’t care!” Sandrah grabbed him, kissing him hard.
“Ahh, Mom!” Luis cried out. “Can’t last much longer.”
“You’re doing fine, baby, just keep going!”
Luis rose to his knees, his mother’s legs still wrapped around him. He bounced her up and down on his cock.
“Come on!” he urged her and himself to cum.
“Ah! Fuck me! Yes!” his mother screamed in her room.
Luis grabbed her ass, lifting her off and back down on his cock. “Yeahhhh,” he grit his teeth, watching her tits bounce with her.
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, Luis kept bouncing her, kept fucking her just like she demanded.
“L-l-Luis!” his mother was climaxing, throwing her arms around him, shaking.
Luis fell forward, taking her onto her back once more, still wildly thrusting in and out of her.
“Ahhh,” he couldn’t hold it in any longer. His cock erupted, filling her pussy with his seed. “Yesss.”