My Boyfriend's Lesbian Mom: Book 7: Threesome Heat by Amanda Clover

My Boyfriend's Lesbian Mom: Book 7: Threesome Heat by Amanda Clover

Author:Amanda Clover [Clover, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica
Published: 2019-05-27T22:00:00+00:00


The Big Game

The Peach Valley Spartens were kicking ass. I’d like to think it was my cheering, but after one botched hold in the pre-game, Madison relegated me to back line for most of the cheers. Even “Hot to Go,” which was my cheer I did with Alicia, was done instead by Madison and Janelle Wolf, the newest cheerleader on the squad. I had no problem with Janelle, but she was clearly falling into Madison’s orbit which meant she would soon be backing her every decision.

Luke played one of his best games ever. It was his last regular season game and the Spartans didn’t even need a win to make the playoffs, but all the same he lofted three touchdowns and ran a fourth in himself to run up the score 28 to 6 at the half. I did my best to motivate the crowd from the back row, I saw Mrs. Temple watching from the stands. She blew me a kiss and then went back to waving and cheering for her son.

“Pyramid!” Madison shouted. “You under me, Vinke!”

I was pissed at Madison, but not so pissed I was going to drop her on her head or something. I offered her my hands and she climbed me like I was a ladder. Her foot stepped against my face and smeared my make up.

“Bitch!” I heard Mrs. Temple shout.

As I hosted Madison onto my shoulders, I stole another glance at the audience. Mrs. Temple was at the rail. She was wearing a tight sweater and hip-hugging jeans that showed off her incredible middle-aged body. She was waving a Spartans pennant, but looking at me with worry. I realized, in that moment, that I loved Mrs. Temple. I had thought about that before. Maybe it wasn’t normal love. Maybe it was some messed up feeling between lust and affection for a mother figure. I don’t know, I’m not a psychologist. But it was love of a sort and it felt real. I looked at her again, so casually sexy in that outfit she was wearing, and my mind wandered to what I might do with her. Or what she might make me do for her, because in some ways that was even hotter. I liked it when she controlled me and took charge.

“Vinke! Watch out!” Madison hissed. I realized one of my supporting hands had dropped. I had a view up her skirt at her badly wedged panties. Before I could bring my hand up, she cried out and lost her balance. That annoyingly perfect ass went straight down, slamming into my face and driving me down to the turf.

It all happened in slow motion. I heard the crowd crying out with concern and Mrs. Temple gasping in shock. My body absorbed most of the impact. My face was completely smothered by Madison Bentley’s perfect bubble butt. I never wanted to smell her ass, but I had little choice with my nose wedged into her crack. It smelled like…peaches. Nice body wash, I thought strangely as time slowly returned to normal.



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