1. The Craftons


    Date: 2/11/2016, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Taboo, Author: qudduse, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    they were bigger, I could lick it and make it better. She looked again at the large residue of her son's orgasm. Jesus, how much did he come? She unzipped her skirt. It dropped from her slim waist and fell in a pile over her son's mess. When she picked up her skirt, her fingers inadvertently touched the wet spot. She snatched it back and used her foot to kick the skirt away. She held her moist hand with her fingers up and spread. She looked around for something to wipe her fingers, to remove the residue of her i****tuous act, to cleanse her fingers and herself. She turned toward the bathroom and stepped again into the wet spot. She stood naked with both of her tiny feet fully contained by the circle of Carter's ejaculate. As she wiggled her toes, she brought her cum moistened fingers to her mouth and licked them. A shiver when through her body as she tasted the salty stickiness. Disgust caused her stomach to turn. She knelt and rubbed that hand through the sticky mess. She hated herself for being so weak. She brought her hand to eye level. The thick liquid was cold and congealed. She licked it from her fingers one come coated finger after another, smacking her lips as if it was some delicacy. She ran her hand through the rapidly drying pool. She opened her legs and stuffed the hand into her pussy. Her swollen clit pulsed as she frigged herself to orgasm with her hand covered in her son's cum. For the second time in her life, she squirted, adding her juices to her son's on ...
    the rug. I am a sick bitch, she thought as she rose shakily to her feet and moved into the bathroom. She had to balance herself briefly against the ornate door of the Kohler shower as she waited for the shower to warm. She stepped into the water and adjusted the temperature to as hot as she could stand it. The steaming hot water cascaded over her body as she stood with her eyes closed and head raised. I am a very sick bitch. Unlike the fox, June had sampled the g****s. At a visceral level, she wanted more. Moreover, she hated herself for it. She was sinking to a level of depravity of epic proportions. And she did not care. She wondered how Carter became so skilled at cunnilingus. As she lathered her body, a wry smile played across her lips. How would she know if he was skilled or not! She had never cheated on her husband. She considered her vows sacred. Idly she wondered if oral sex was really sexual relations. The president of the United States had used that claim as a defense against impeachment. She did not have sexual relations with her son; she only let him expertly lick her pussy. A shiver ran through her body. June stepped from the shower and dried herself with the large fluffy towel. Uncharacteristically she dropped it to the wet floor as she strode back to her bed. She stopped and stared at spot on the floor. She mentally shook herself and climbed naked into the bed. For several minutes, she stared at the ceiling. If his come was in a bowl, she thought, I would get on ...
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