1. Me and Mom Fisting


    Date: 12/8/2016, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Mature, Author: xxx_hamster, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    sandwich. "Lisa," Mom admonished. The corners of my mouth threatened to curl upwards. "Why are you eating so soon after dinner?" Mom asked. I shrugged, my shoulders rising and falling in sheepish fashion, while grossly shoving half of the sandwich into my mouth. "Ughhhh, men," Mom said, turning away in disgust. A thorn indeed. I finished my sandwich and proceeded to make a nuisance of myself for the next half hour, fidgeting about and bumping into both Mom and Lisa as they tried to watch the movie. I refused to leave. My s****r finally got up in disgust and stomped out of the living room. "I'm going to my room. It's Neanderthal-free," she harrumphed. I smiled as she clumped up the stairs, reveling in the sound of her angry demonstration. Mom released a long sigh, handed me the remote, and picked up a book. She suggested I move over but I defiantly stayed where I was. "Suit yourself," she said. I put the game back on but it was half-time. I didn't pester Mom further because I recognized the warning in the firm set of her face. Battling my s****r, even with Mom on her side, was one thing. Taking on my mother alone was quite another. So we sat there, close together, my leg rubbing against Mom's, trying to make a point without drawing return fire, and she pretending I wasn't bugging her. I was quite experienced in skirting the edge of danger and knew exactly when I was at the point of no return. Figuring I was pretty much there, I decided to finish watching the game on the ...
    small TV in my room. I started to get up, rocking forward and putting my hand on Mom's thigh to leverage myself up, thereby delivering a parting annoyance. My hand slipped and sk**ded down the inside of Mom's leg, and buried itself deep in the cushion right in front of her crotch. Thrown off balance, I fell back and my wrist jammed in tight, pressing firmly into the puffiness at the apex of Mom's legs. Her legs automatically closed, trapping my hand. I pulled but her clamped thighs held my arm too tightly. I tugged again without success. I turned toward Mom to apologize and to ask her to release my arm but was stunned by what I saw. Mom's face was painted with the weirdest expression. She looked like she was on the verge of having an epileptic fit. Her eyes were kind buggy and her jaws were clamped shut. I tugged on my arm again but that only pushed my wrist harder against... well, her pussy. Mom's hips suddenly lunged forward and her legs squeezed my arm even tighter. I pulled harder but couldn't get free and the effort made Mom's legs start to quiver. I pulled again to no avail and her hips jerked erratically as her legs continued to vibrate. Scared, I yanked my arm hard and succeeded in getting my hand up a little but my face paled when I felt it cup Mom's pussy, warm and pulsing in my palm through the thin, stretchy material of her pants. I could have pulled my hand away then but I admit I left it there. Mom's hips were jerking involuntarily up and down, humping her mound ...
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