“She already left with your father. Porn sex She wanted to practice her road head this weekend, remember?” Rita responded. Now what do you say that the two of us hop in the shower and wash each other off. One final flex of her vaginal walls pushed her son over the edge. It made her smile. Arnold licked his lips as he noted his mother’s thighs were already starting to gleam with her juices. A night’s worth of built-up urine flowed our of him and into his mother’s throat. He was inside her asshole at the time, so he hadn’t been paying close attention. Their parents frequently joked about how they never got to fuck their kids anymore, so committed were the siblings to pleasuring one another. Arnold knew that was his mother’s sign that she was ready to be his toilet. I’ve really gotta pee.”
Rita put down the dish she was drying and turned to really look at her son for the first time that morning. Slowly she began rocking him, letting out soothing noises just as she had when he was a baby. Why didn’t you just say you were that horny!
