I need more – something!”
SLAP! Her light sweater was the color of ripe cantaloupe. Sex We’d knocked a box to the floor while my cock was pounding her dirty hole. Nell kept herself busy with school – both days. She could have kept the fat head out of her ass all afternoon, no matter how much lube or pressure. Was I even going to play the game I had wrung out of her initial reluctance weeks ago? I loved to see Mom on her back, legs jutting into the air, loins punctured by real and/or fake dicks! We’ll find out next time.”
“Your ass was a maze of stripes. “She studying, Dad. “You want me to make you cum, Mom?”
“Yes.”
“Like this?” I was slowly fingering her slit from the inside and the entrance to her cunt. There was a sense of freedom unlike lucid dreaming. Mom’s sweet helpless voice was doing half the job already! If I had been more aware that she might upchuck, I would have pulled out and apologized! “Hold it. Then, with a mad shove of my hips, I plowed all the way up her well-greased pussy.
