At one point he slows down and takes his cock all the way out before sliding it in hard, letting me feel the contrast between having him inside me. He...stops moving his hips and forces me to fuck his cock, backing myself onto him, using his cock as my personal fuck stick. Letting me do what I want with it. This turns me on so much that the walls of my pussy start to contract and I can feel myself getting close to orgasm. He feels my pussy tighten around him and holds my shoulders again, fucking. Both nude and wet and dripping juices all over the bed and hugging each other tight. We slept well. It was almost 9 in the morning when we woke up. Mom was the first to wake up. She must have woken up some five minutes before and had dived to my crotch. She had peeled back my foreskin and was sucking my cockhead and the sensations hardened my cock and I woke up too. For some time I was groggy from sleep sex and alcohol and did not know what was happening. I put my hand on my crotch and felt my. She pushed my cock down, rubbing her pussy up and down the length as she purred again. Her little lips hugged my cock, spreading her nectar along its length. When she stopped and lifted it, rubbing the head against her pussy, I watched, unable to look away as she slowly, oh so slowly, let the head pop inside.I groaned, floored by how tight she was.“David ... can I call you Daddy?” she asked in a little girl voice. At that point, she could have called me Harry Truman for all I cared, but I. ”Then I started to lean slowly on her, and my one hand was around her waist and the one was on her shoulder. I started to act like I was a lunatic and I kept saying –Me: I love her so much, mom.And my mom was thinking that I was lost in depression. So, she was in the process of convincing me. Slowly, I adjusted my hands on her waist and my crying was slowing down. I was telling her that I love her. She still did not feel anything wrong.Then I started to kiss my mom on the neck. I rested my.