When Lucky Starr, 46, gets out of her car, we see shes wearing fuck-me pumps and a short, tight skirt that hugs her body. Very nice. But, at least for now, shes not here to fuck. She and her friend, Kate, have planned a spa day. But when Lucky knocks on the door, nobody answers. She knocks again. No answer, so she calls Kate on her cell phone. Kate says she wont be home for an hour and tells Lucky to let herself in through Connors room. Connor is Kates son. So Lucky walks around back and quietly lets herself in. Connor is lying on his back, sleeping, shirtless, and Lucky is intrigued. She walks over to his bed and lightly touches his body. She pulls down the sheets then pulls down his shorts. No surprise: Connor has morning wood. Surprise: Lucky starts to stroke it, at which point Connor wakes up. Dont be alarmed, Lucky says. What are you doing? he asks. Stroking his cock, obviously. Your mom and I were supposed to have a spa day, but shes going to be a little late, so I hope you dont mind, she tells him. Im sorry, but I just cant pass this up. I wont tell if you wont tell. Okay, he stammers. Looks like Lucky is going to kill most of the next hour by sucking her best friends sons cock. They also 69. Dont tell your mom, she tells him. Exactly. Dont tell your mom that you ate my pussy. Dont tell your mom that you fucked my pussy. And definitely dont tell your mom that you fucked my tight, old ass and came all over my face. Some people kill time. Lucky makes the most of every minute.
