1. Cocksucking college s****r 3


    Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The next few hours were excruciating. I desperately wanted to attempt to deflower my s****r, yet I had to wait. Celebrating my parents` 25th anniversary was fun. I especially enjoyed giving a speech called "Ten things you don't know about my parents!", but pretending to be civil to a bunch of relatives we usually only see at funerals and weddings was grating my nerves. Every once in a while, my s****r and I would make eye contact and her face would flush. There was no doubt she was mine; the question was how to finish the play. It was after supper when I finally had a brief moment of alone time with Lilly. Surprising me, it was she who went on the offensive. "As soon as the dance gets underway, I will be going to the wine cellar." Before I could respond, she was gone and I had to adjust my growing cock in my pants. From opposite ends, we watched our parents dance to their wedding song and then throughout the mother-son and father-daughter dances, we continued to give each other knowing, teasing glances. The sexual tension was bubbling to the surface, and I was worried if the guests watching us could see the raw desire we both had. My stiff cock, unable to be released, actually poked my Mom briefly and it was my turn to go bright red. My Mom quipped, "Oh my Anthony, who are you checking out?" I stammered, "I-I-I'm sorry Mom." She chuckled softly. "It's OK, son, I`m glad you're young and virile. Plus, grandc***dren would be nice." Hearing my Mom talk so casually about sex, I ...
    briefly wondered about the odds of getting her in the horizontal mambo. My Mom was still a very beautiful woman, although she never completely lost the baby weight from her pregnancies, and the reason for my pantyhose fetish. I grew up seeing her wearing them every day and spent many hours staring at her stocking-clad feet. I spent just as many hours stroking my cock thinking of fucking my mother. Attempting to maybe, just maybe, plant a seed that probably wouldn't grow, I smiled, "Mom, I wasn't looking at anyone else, I was just enjoying the company of my beautiful mother." My Mom's face flushed and she couldn't resist breaking out a shy smile, the kind I often have seen when I laid on the charm to some unsuspecting, or in truth sometimes expecting, prey I was hoping to score with. I waited for her to say something, but she broke eye contact and the moment was gone. I did make sure on a couple of more occasions throughout the dance to make my manhood's presence known. When the song was done, attempting to leave one more tiny sprinkle of subtlety, I hugged her tightly, letting my nine-inch cock rest against her. While in the brief embrace, I made sure to pulse my cock, so she felt the entire length of my cock...as I hoped curiosity would get the better of my mom. I kissed her on the cheek and whispered, "I love you, Mom." She whimpered, clearly distracted by my touch and hard member, her eyes unreadable, "I-I-I love you too, son." The brief embrace ended and only she and I knew ...
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