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fairly dry, and he opened the door slowly, silently. He peeked around the corner and gasped.
The sight of his naked mother sent a shudder of lust through his young and ever ready cock. It sprang
out from his loins as he stared at the lips of his mother's cunt. The perverted thought took over his
teenaged mind, and he closed the door behind him. He tossed the towel to the far corner of the room. If
she fucked her brother, why not her son?
He could tell she was slightly drunk, and it would make his first advances easier. And the smell filling his
nostrils made him grin. It was the fragrant, spunky odor of cunt getting hot and ready for a prick. He
approached the bed and crawled gently between his mother's legs. His face was right over her cunt.
"Hello," Olivia mumbled. "Who's there?" She tried to drag her mind back from the depths of
unconsciousness. She didn't quite make it. She was hovering on the edge of complete awareness and a
drunken stupor. She groaned as she felt the first searing contact with her hot, wet twat by someone's
raspy tongue. The first few slashes on her tingling cunt sent her clit to thrumming. She arched her hips up
slightly to meet the face that was sending its delightful swirling tongue into her swampy snatch.
"Ooooohhh, whoever, whatever you are, don't stop!" she ordered.
Ronny had no intention of stopping until he'd shot his thick load of cock juice into the same pussy he'd
come from. The thought of actually fucking his mother was the most exciting, lust-producing thing he'd
ever thought of doing.
He let his tongue dangle out of his mouth and travel up and down the length of his mother's furrow. He
used his hands to spread the lips of her twat open wider so he could have a better access to her clit and
fuck hole. He wanted her really hot before he crawled up the length of her trembling body and fucked
her.
The heady aroma of her cunt juice filled his nostrils as he rummaged into his mother's snatch with his
jabbing tongue. The taste on his tongue was tart and strong, but he didn't care. His hands were buried in
the thick jungle of cunt hair on her pubic mound, and her hips were moving faster now.
"Ooooo!" Olivia crooned. "Suck my cunt!"
Her entire body was tingling with lust. She shook her head from side to side, and the long blonde hair
became damp with the sweat pouring from her body. Her tits were aching and she reached up and
began caressing them. She ran her trembling thumbs over her nipples and sent them to jerking attention.
Hot, lusting blood filled her tits and she groaned with passion.
The puffy lips of her pussy were being stretched wide by whoever was sending their tongue into her
runny snatch. The quivering clit was being manipulated with skill. She hadn't opened her eyes yet, and
she wondered if she should. The hands on her body were young-feeling, but she just didn't know. And it
was too late for her to care.
"GGGOOOOODDDD!" she moaned in agony. "Fuck me, you cunt sucker! Fuck me!"
Ronny thought the time was right. He lifted his face from his mother's swampy twat and crawled
between her legs. Her trembling thighs shook with desire as they touched the tender flesh of his legs.
The head of his cock parted the puffy lips of her cunt and she hunched up to meet his first downstroke.
He groaned with pleasure as it squished into the depths of his mother's pussy.
"Ohhhh, Mom!" Ronny gasped.
Olivia opened her eyes with a jerk, and stared into the lust glazed eyes of her oldest son! She felt her
stomach freeze for a moment with shock. She hadn't known who had been eating her out, but she had
assumed it was Fred coming after his last piece of her ass. But her son sent his man-sized cock jerking
within her pulsing cunt and it forced all thoughts from her mind. She'd think about the problems later, if
there were any. But now, it was sex! Sex! And fuck the world!
"UNNNHHH!" Olivia moaned as Ronny pulled his prick back for another shove into her cunt.
Her son's dickhead, slid past her fat, trembling cuntlips and sank deep into her seeping hole. It pushed
hard against her tingling cuntwalls as it was buried to the hilt in the hot juices of her twat. She smiled as
she heard her son's cock slurping its way deeper and deeper into her pussy.
"FUCK! FUCK!" Ronny gasped.
Olivia looked up at her son's lust-contorted face. She noted his eyes were glazed over with passion as
his cock gave a few deep throbs in her sucking twat. Her pussy was firing up hotter. The thought of
fucking her own son was igniting wells of passion she hadn't tapped since she and her brother had first
fucked, those many years ago!
"Oh, fuck me!" Olivia groaned. "Fuck me with your big cock!"
The hot, slick, leathery feel of her son's cockskin caused her body to tremble with excitement. She
moaned as he pulled some of his big cock meat out of her honey hole and then sent it smashing back into
her cunt. Her bloated clit was being rubbed hard by the frenzied fucking her son was giving her pussy.
"Oh, shit, do it to me!" she yelled.
"Ahhhh, Mom!" Ronny ground out from between clenched teeth.
His mind was on fire. His big dong throbbed as it lay imbedded to the hilt in his mother's cunt. His balls
rested on her upturned asscheeks, and her tits were mashed against his teenaged chest. The hard nipples
dug into his skin and it sent jerks of tingling lust through his mind.
He slid his pecker out of his mother's pussy. The lips of her twat gripped him hard. She wasn't as tight as
Mary had been, but she knew how to use her cunt muscles better than either of his sisters. His balls
were aching, wanting to release the heavy load of cum.
Ronny smashed his pulsing cock back into his mother's tingling pussy as he realized that his mother was
just as young-looking as she had been when he could first recall her face. He lowered his head and
planted a slobbering, passionate kiss on his mother's lips.
She opened her mouth wide, and took in his tongue. They entwined tongues and humped their loins
together at the same time. Both were on the verge of a tremendous orgasm. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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