"Oh! Oh! Oh!" She tried to pull herself up and away from the thick spike piercing into her, but he held her by the shoulders, pinned under him as he d...illed his hot prick deeper into her tight pussy."Ohh! Ohh!" she moaned over and over, feeling her pussy lips wrapping snugly around his thick shaft, feeling his fat cock-head wedging in, prying open her quivering tunnel. Her head rocked back and forth even as her pelvis threw her cunt up at the invading flesh. The pressure against her clit. My mother used to be healthy and vibrant. She used to fill her jeans, skirts, and dresses with her ample ass and hips. Sadly, her body had started to lack that hint of fertility and lusciousness it once had. It pained me to admit it but even her breasts seemed to have lost some of their size and perkiness. You may think it odd that I look at my own mother like that, but you must understand, that at 18, it's quite hard to ignore a neglected shapely woman like my mother.The psychiatrist taught my. She placed a pillow under my tummy so my ass would be up in the air. I could hear a few guys walk in and then felt a mouth on my hole and then a tongue went inside of me. I knew right away it was her since we had rimmed each other in the past. She got my ass and pussy really wet and it felt so good. I could hardly wait for what they were going to do to me and I looked over and saw all the guys, standing there naked and playing with their cocks, getting them hard and ready. A few other guys took. I was a great shot too and we did bond at the shooting range,but it wasn't enough. More often than not he was just inattentive, othertimes he just yelled.My mom, I was her favorite. We were both middle kids and both sociallyawkward, though me much more so. In a lot of ways, it made things moredifficult. I never matched the expectations she had of me and her screamsof how disappointed she was were enough to take the paint off the walls.She also never made any attempt to hide her favoritism,.