An older guy at the end of the bar, half-drunk already. Three other twenty-something guys looking to score. Oh, well…Then she walked in. She was not...ing like my perfect girl. She was too tall, too thin. Her hair was too dark. Her skirt was too long. Nothing that I liked in a girl except, well, she was a girl.She walked up to the bar and ordered a white wine. Her voice was a bit deeper than I liked, too. She turned, sipped her wine, and looked at the band and the dance floor. Immediately one of. Mom was very horny and so was I. I started to fuck her slowly that was the first time I was fucking in my life. It was feeling very good fucking my mom. She said”Raj don’t stop yaaa fast plzzzz fast fuck me harder you mother fucker plzzzzz fuck me”Hearing my mom talking nasty I increased started fucking her fast, pumping my dick deep into my mom’s pussy.After about 10 minutes mom has tightened her pussy walls wrapping tightly her son’s cock and cum in pleasure all in the world. I fucked her for. “Because I don’t give a flying fig if she feels bad,” he said, editing himself slightly for content. “She should feel badly. I hope she’s miserable. Because that’s how she made me feel. And not just this afternoon.“I don’t care if she’s unhappy. I don’t care what she wants and I don’t care what she might need. I think I said everything I care to say when I left this afternoon. If you must, you can tell her that I said there is no need to apologize and there is no need to feel badly. Your. Taking that cue, Marie straddled my face, and settling down, felt my tongue slide inside her already moist love canal. "Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have lusted after the local parish priest, praying daily to feel his tongue on my clit, his cock up my cunt, his cum dripping from me. I have been jealous of my fellow Sister, who has had her lustful prayers answered. Make me cum, Father! Please?" Her hips were moving, smearing her musky essence all over my nose and chin, as I licked her.