The large hand around his wrist pushed on and his whole fist entered easily the tender cunt channel of his mother. Sex again, mom, again. This because she always exercised, since teenager, four times a week at gym, to maintain in an excellent shape her small, but gorgeous body and smooth skin: an all natural, perfect beauty. “Daddy’s here, baby,” he murmured in her ears, like talking to a child. What do you want again from me?” the woman whispered. His wet lips brushed her breasts, back and forth from one nipple to the other one, licking and sucking loudly. . Tell me, little one!!”
“You, sir, only you; never I had my tits touched so much. . The woman was moaning and squirming, her legs kicking in the air, her round breasts wobbling on her chest like delicious hills of jello. Blum. My friends are waiting for you, baby; there, in the kitchen, they are anxious to carry again, in their strong arms, the older, small lady and to cuddle her, like a child, before fucking the shit out of her. “Child,” he had called her like John was doing. He gripped the small woman by her waist, lifted her up till her tits were at his face level and shook her back and forth, making her boobs jiggle lewdly and smake his
