“What other styles?” She’s just trying to see how many lies I’ll tell now. Porn sex Mom wanted me to actually work rather than play with my prick. A shredded strip of her shirt was still hanging from the end of one of her oversized nipples to illustrate the violence with which her shirt was ripped open. She doesn’t quite have the shirt over her large tits, so they are held up hammock-style by the bottom half of her shirt. My mom turned to look at me with a slightly bewildered look after what my
sister just said. “Jesus Jeff!” Mom exclaims, not taking her eyes off my dick. Her tits were again, immense, and dripping with sweat and tentacle slime. “What is the assignment?” She asked through ever-so-slightly gritted teethe. My mom is positively bathed in my cum from face to stomach. She yelps slightly and my mom turns her head panicked to see my sister standing behind her. Cum is still dripping off of her face and making light splat sounds as it lands on her soft tits.
