1. The Rambler part 3


    Date: 3/14/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: rgough, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    soon be inside my mother's wonderful pussy again. I loved the way her head bounced toward the window with each thrust and the way she seemed resigned to take it. "Oh, God, Ricky," Mom gasped as her dress skimmed to the top of her buttocks and my pajama-covered cock pressed into her panties. "Can't you stop?" "No," I rasped, leaning forward even more, pushing her well over the sink and trapping her dress above her hips so I could free my hands to pull her panties down. Mom used her head to swing the tap sideways out of the way as my frantic hands yanked her panties down to her knees. My pajamas followed suit as Mom lifted her soapy hands to brace herself against the edge of the sink in the nick of time as my eager cock started nudging between her legs, searching for nirvana. I must have missed the mark ten times but finally, with a helpful tippy-toe rise from Mom, I slid inside, instantly forgiving her for the recent drought as I reveled in the oozy slickness of her gripping, womanly channel. "Ohhhhhhh, yesssss!" Mom's clear delight belied her earlier protest and weeks of feigned disinterest. I knew from her sighs and the way she squeezed my cock that she wanted it as much as I and from now on, no matter what she said or how she acted, I was going to give it to her. I shoved in hard with manly, primal satisfaction, causing Mom's hands to slip and a small tidal wave of sudsy water to surge over the back of the sink and then return to wash over and onto the floor. ...
    "Unnnnnnghhhhh," Mom cried, followed by "ugh ugh unnnghhh," to several urgent follow-up thrusts. I wish I could say I was thoughtful and gentle but I wasn't. Mom's reaction spurred even harsher lunges that almost lifted her from the floor. My only nod to gallantry, if it could be described as such, was to take a handful of Mom's hair to lift her head away from potential damage on the tap. After that I lost control, as my hips launched a rapid and sustained series of thrusts, each more desperate than the last. "AAAHHHHHHHagggghhhhhhh," I screamed as my balls boiled over, shooting a searing stream of frothy cum inside my mother, releasing weeks of pent up sperm in a huge pressure burst, the muscles in my thighs straining to the breaking point as I stood rigid, cheeks flinching as I bulged my cock, the better to empty my seed within her. Exhausted, I stepped away, my trembling legs unable to hold me, slipping to the floor in an awkward slump, my arms swinging behind to stop me from falling flat on my back. Gasping for breath, I looked up at my mother, dress now fallen into place, panties stretched across her legs just above her knees. My eyes traced down Mom's shaking legs to fixate on the delicate gold, bracelet lying broken on the floor beside her feet, my fogged brain reconstructing its demise as a toe snagged it by accident in an effort to digger deeper inside my mom. I was still breathing heavily, leaning back on one hand, when Mom quietly stepped back from the sink and, without looking ...
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