1. The Nest


    Date: 5/13/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Mature, Taboo, Author: andydagod, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    their chests for a second. She looked down at her huge tits, heaving against the stretchy transparent covering. "Rip it." She said, gazing at her son. Devon grabbed the fabric between her tits and tore it easily. Pounds of motherly breast-meat came spilling out. She threw them against him, buried her face in his neck. "Holy shit." Devon sighed, aroused by his moms aggressiveness. As Lacey plowed her tongue against the tendons in her sons neck, her hips continued a constant fluid rocking up and back...up and back. Devon's big balls rose and fell again and again as they lay tucked between the pillowy cheeks of Lacey's buttocks. Devon gazed down at his moms wide c***d-bearing hips. They moved like a machine that was custom-made to glide this way while she grinded on cock. The rain pelted the windows in the dark emptiness outside, reminding Devon of just how isolated he and his mom were from the rest of the world right now. Between the hot slippery cunt-grinding and the way his mom was lapping at his neck, Devon's balls were starting boil. He tightened his ass, tried to think of something else. "I wonder how the fishing is in the lake...bet it's the first thing dad does when he gets here." He thought. Then he felt guilty for thinking of his dad at that moment. He knew the gorgeous woman on his lap was his dads property and that he was trespassing. But he knew that when an owner's away and the property is willing, trespassing is inevitable. "Dad deserves this." He muttered. Lacey ...
    stopped licking and looked at her son. "What?" She said with a quirky smile. "He deserves this, what we're doing. Any guy who has a woman like you, who can do this to them every day and does nothing about it, deserves to be cheated on." He explained. Lacy ran her hand gently across his cheek. "You are a sweetheart, you know that?" Lacey said, looking as through she could cry. "I'm your sweetheart." Devon said, flexing his rod. "Yes you are. My young, handsome, big-dicked sweetheart." She said, gazing at him with fluttering eyelids. Lacey lowered herself onto her back, taking Devon with her. Her legs had a tight grasp on him, keeping him tucked inside her soft saddle. They kissed passionately. Devon was overcome with desire and began to really buck his hips and sock it to her. Lacey clutched onto his ass and broke this kiss for a moment. "Slow down, sweetie. Pace yourself." She whispered. Devon slowed and found a nice steady unhurried rhythm. His long teenaged love-pipe glided in and out of the warm clutching grip of his mom's hungry cunt. The gooey ridges along her inner walls smothered his meaty lance with every down stroke. "Oh mom, this feels soooo good." He sighed, as he looked down into her gleaming eyes. "I want you to let yourself go. Let your body do the work...while you look into my eyes and our minds float away together into a cloud of pleasure." Lacey softly whispered. "O-okay." Devon muttered. Devon indeed felt as though he was falling into a trance as he was nose ...