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Neuro submission transmitter 4

Date: 1/25/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

cumming!" I yell just as her pussy grips my cock and she pushes down hard against me. I clench my ass cheeks and erupt inside her pulsating pussy, jerkily shooting load after load of hot cum. Her whole body is trembling as she collapses on my chest, her hard nipples pushing into me. We're both gasping for breath as my hands again find her ass cheeks, holding her tightly against me. Her head is on my shoulder and her lips lightly brush my cheek as her breathing returns to normal. "Thank you, Nick. I needed that." She says, raising her head and kissing me firmly on the mouth. "Now, I have to make dinner." She smiles, lifting herself off of me, her firm tits dragging across my chest. "Susan is coming home this weekend." Mom says, as I watch her get up and pull her t-shirt over her head. "I don't know if we should sl**p together while she's here, Nick. I'm not sure she'll understand." Interesting, I guess she really has been thinking about Susan. "I guess you're right, mom." Is all I say. Later in the week, I get a message from Susan. "Hey little b*****r, I e-mailed you my flight information. Who's picking me up at the airport? Please say it's you... not mom. I bought a new outfit, I can't wait to see your reaction... and I mean SEE your reaction! See you Saturday. Bye." When I check my e-mail for Susan's itinerary, there is one from Nicole, too. She's anxious to meet my s****r and suggests that she could come up this weekend. The idea of Nicole and Susan together is intriguing, ... but not this weekend. I write back that I'd love for her and Susan to meet, but mom has this weekend all planned. We'll do it next time, for sure. I e-mail Susan that I will pick her up at the airport. I'm still not sure what suggestion to give Susan about mom. The rest of the week goes by fast; I don't even bother, Miss Edwards for any more help because mom and I are fucking like rabbits every night. On Friday night, after a particularly intense, sweat-inducing ride, mom collapses on my chest breathing hard. "Wow!" She whispers, "I'm going to miss sl**ping with you tomorrow night, Nick. I've gotten addicted to orgasms." Mom laughs. "I've never needed sex so much in my life." She says, running her fingers over my cheek. "Nor have I had a young man as virile as you to satisfy me." "The pleasure is all mine." I tell her, squeezing her firm ass cheek. "Not all of it." She says, dreamily, squeezing her pussy muscles around my spent cock and snuggling her head into my shoulders. Saturday morning, after a quick, good morning fuck, I convince mom that she should sl**p in while I pick up Susan from the airport. I'm waiting in the lounge area when I spot her coming down the corridor. I'm not the only one looking at her. Every guy is gawking and every woman is glaring as Susan's ass swishes and her tits bounce inside her flimsy dress. One guy almost trips over a young c***d, because he's looking back at Susan instead of where he's going. An older gentleman walking next to her, has his ...