Oops, Sorry Honey. I Meant To Send This To Your Friend Kevin. I Need Somewhere To Crash Tonight And His

Mom: I’m sorry baby, but You Know the rules. My new boyfriend bought me these outfits specifically for the house. He love seeing me in as little as possible. I think I should give myself a little wedgie, he always gets hard when my thongs ride up my ass. Son, is my ass popping out enough? Pull this thong further up mommys cheecks will you?

Your friend had recently gotten addicted to snapchat. He almost never put his phone down while you saw him, and he'd always be rushing to the bathroom at random times. You were wondering what was so great, so the next time he received a few snaps, you couldn't help but peek over his shoulder. You wish you hadn't, because you just saw pic after pic of you mom..

Your friend was really supportive of your moms new fitness regiment. They´d have one on one training sessions where hed supervise her workouts. Since she didnt belong to a gym, they used the attic. It didnt bother you, you were glad it was him instead of you stuck with your mom in that gross sweaty attic.

Once she started making some progress, she wanted to document it. So it wasn't uncommon for you to see your mom lift her shirt and have your friend snap a pic on his phone. Eventually by pure reflex, whenever your mom started to lift her top to show him her abs, or pull her shorts down a little to see her strong pelvic bone, hed start taking picture after picture. He even created a fitness page dedicated to your mom. It features all her pics, and videos of her exercising. He must be doing something right, because its only been up for two days and it has 12,000 likes. Now everyone can see your mom´s progress!

mom: Your friend was nice enough to buy me these shorts, it's only fair I send him a few pics in them.

Your mom and your friend have gotten really close in the past couple months. Now, every Friday is their 'Movie' night. They give you some money to go out and eat, and they stay home. Usually, their night usually spills over to late Saturday. You got home late that Friday night, and noticed they weren't in the living room where the tv is. While you headed upstairs, you heard the faint sound of your friend grunting and your mom panting hard from her room. You didn't want to just barge in, so you texted your friend asking if they were ok. You heard the noises get louder and faster.. it sounded like they running a marathon. Your moms headboard was thumping against her wall, which you couldn't help but tap your foot to the rhythm of. You knew they were up, so why is it taking so long to text back? Then it got quiet, and you got a reply from your friend saying: 'Just getting comfortable.' You were relieved. 'ok' you responded, 'didn't mean to bother ya, good night bro :).' He didn't text back, the noises just started up again. You went into your room and lay down, drifting to sleep to the sounds of the headboard and their frequent outbursts. The next day, it was already past noon and you haven't seen any signs of your friend or mom. You texted him again, 'Hey, you guys ok?' He replied with a picture and a text. 'Yea man, just eating some leftover pizza upstairs, we'll be done in an hour or two..'

Other women

Would anyone object to captions about sisters and girlfriends? That opens up the possibility of more content.

Your mom has a really popular Instagram, where she posts pics of her ever expanding tattoos. You usually never think about it but Mike, who you're having a sleepover with, just asked about seeing more pics of her. He just met her today, so you assume he wants to check out more of her tattoos. So you give him her @ info without thinking twice. As soon as he pulled up her Insta, he seemed distracted. “well, he must be tired” you thought. 

You let mike have your bed for the night, while you sleep on the floor. You're about to fall asleep, but you still see him on his phone in the dark. after a few minuets, you hear your sheets rustle, and suddenly mike’s boxer briefs land on your face, the crotch area right on your nose and mouth. You decide not to say anything, since you figure it'd be embarrassing for him to know you're awake while he's naked in your bed.

While you try to fall asleep, and admire the new scent presented to you, you almost didn't realize mike started to jerk off. He was starring directly at his phone, while his hand was working fast under your favorite fuzzy blanket. The whole time he's whispering things like ‘fucking slut’ and other curses to himself in heat. Suddenly you hear Mike start to breath heavily and jerk faster. You knew as soon as he came, because you could hear him panting, and his thick streaks of cum hitting your bed and pillow. After what was an amazing orgasm you see him clean off his messy cock, and cum covered abs and chest, with your blanket. 

“Oh well” you thought “Ill wash them tomorrow, I'm just glad Mike feels better! I wonder what made him cum so hard...” Just as the thought enters your mind you catch a glimpse of his phone laying flat on your bed, and on the screen you see this:

You recognize the shirt... and more importantly the tattoos... uh oh.

Your mom went to the beach with an old guy friend of hers. Unfortunately, she ¨forgot¨ to bring a bikini. Luckily her friend offered his shirt for her to wear swimming. Of course, when she returned his shirt, she told him he´d have to scrub the salt water off her body...

...I guess thats why they´ve been in the shower for an hour and a half.