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Howwee And His Mother

Date: 9/27/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: howwee, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

she was dropping them slowly towards my ass. Come on man. Come on. Just a few more inches mom. I dropped my hands to the bottom of her sweater, and slowly moved the back of it up. Gently moved my chest back and forth across her nipples. When she hit bare skin she stopped for a few seconds to see my reaction I'm sure. I did nothing. There. There. Oh man she was cupping my bottom. The saint was playing with her son's bare ass. Squeezing, sliding them around filling her hands. Mine moved up to her bra strap. It was a goddamn fortress. Four hooks to undo. This was the pay off. This was where experience paid mattered. The first would be the easiest, and the test for negative reactions. Nothing. The second. The third was really tough, but still no protest. Her hands dropped off of my ass, and moved to my thighs. Faster. Her hands were moving faster. Fucking hook. Couldn't get it. I gave up on the one hand approach and moved my other hand to assist. Done deal. Mom relaxed her grip, and moved back from me so she'd have room to run her hands under my top, and up my chest. Her finger tips found my nipples. My fucking turn mom. I held my breath and followed her example. When I popped the fortress over her breasts, and felt the bottom of her bare tits I thought I was going to cum. Her thick nipples became erect as I rubbed and squeezed them. Mom pulled back, and for a second I thought it had ended. She'd come to her senses. Instead mom grabbed the bottom of her sweater, and pulled it ... off, followed immediately by her bra. I moved to take off the restrictive uniform top, and get rid of the fucking shoulder pads, but she stopped me. &#034Leave them on.&#034 Not an order, a plea. She hugged me again. We couldn't see each others faces. She started her groping again, and I followed suit, but only after reaching down to free my cock out the side of my jock. I knew she'd felt it. I moved my hands down to her full bottom, and m*****ed her cheeks. This time she didn't wait for me to see if I'd move my hands inside of her pants. In two motions she kicked off her sneakers, and then pushed her pants and panties to the floor. She kicked them off her feet. I only got a quick glimpse of her full, perfect triangle of auburn colored pubic hair before she resumed hugging me. Mom had a control fucking problem and was dealing with her own demons I thought. She coveted her son. i****t, on top of adultery. I wondered how many times she had thought about my cock when she masturbated, or had my dad's cock in her pussy. As close as I could tell she let my dad fuck her about twice a month. Twenty-four times a year. You could tell by my dad's demeanor the morning after. Happy fucker. Laughing. Poking fun. She held back letting him in, and controlled him with access to her tight twat. Mom broke away from me, and crawled onto my bed where she grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her breasts. She turned her head side ways, but her eyes were open. I had her. Had her. Didn't I? I was gonna get ...