1. The New Man of the House


    Date: 6/10/2017, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: draghunt, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    performance on the basketball court, one fall evening. She was tall, slender and fit and looked a lot like mother except for her curly hair was auburn, and she had gorgeous green eyes. I couldn't help letting my mind wander back to mother whenever we were together. We had quite a connection, but were headed to schools in the opposite direction so we split up after graduation. Mom and Bruce had separated midway through my sophomore year of college. Although I had been back to visit on vacations and briefly during the summer, mom had taken heavily to drinking and had stopped going to the gym. Even though we had been shopping and cooking together a few times, things just hadn't been the same. She was d***k and down on herself all the time and although I couldn't stop thinking about that one moment at the bottom of the stairs our physical touch was limited to moments of her sobbing in my arms. Now as she was sniffling on the phone and begging for me to come home, I could only picture myself boarding down the most amazing hills in the country. On the other hand I knew my mother needed me. I regretfully canceled my trip to Colorado and scheduled a flight home. For the next two weeks all I could think about was mother and how I would do whatever it took to help her put her life back together. On the flight home all I could think about was the smell of her hair and the softness of her lips, when the plane finally landed I went to collect my bags and as I reached for my suitcase, ...
    standing right next to me was none other than Gabrielle Martin. She gave me a huge hug and planted a kiss on my blushing cheek. We agreed that we would both be busy over the next few weeks but definitely needed to get together. I was so excited to see mom, but when I got home she was passed out in her chair clutching an empty bottle of Brandy against her chest. Her hair was matted and she was wearing a sweatshirt, baggy jeans and tennis shoes. Her usually immaculate house was a mess, the floor didn't appear to have been vacuumed in weeks, and dishes were piled up in the sink. I put myself to work and within just a few hours when she woke up; I had it looking almost like brand new again. After greeting her with a quick hug and kiss I sent her upstairs to take a shower. After, finishing up the dishes I met her at the bathroom door. Her hair was wrapped in a towel and she wore a pink fuzzy bath robe. Her skin smelt like fresh cut flowers and there was a hint of brilliance back in her eyes. I took her by the hand and led her to her bedroom. As we stood by her bed she undid the robe and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing the same pale pink lingerie, but her skin had become pasty and had, started to lose its tone. Her breasts which I had remembered being perky, had started to sag, and her ass which had filled out her panties beautifully, now fell out of them. She grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me towards her, but I realized the passion was not the same. Her tongue ...
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