She arched her back, moving her pussy more insistently against my cock. Then I felt her warm fingers on my stony prick, gently pressing it into those ...oft, moist folds of her cunt. The naked head of my cock was inside the hot naked cunt of my mother!My excited cock gave a sudden throb of joy--and that was all I could take. I grabbed my mother's hips and rammed my steely rod as hard as I could completely into that juicy pussy. She gave a startled "Oooooomph!" as I impaled her all the way to my. She was on her knees, face looking directly at the camera--completely plastered in their sticky white goo. There was so much of it that it was impossible to make out her features, impossible to actually recognise her.That had to have been all three of them, and they had to have come twice over (at least) to produce that much.Go on! the comments read. And: Pound her good; Smash that slut; Hubby must be so proud--if only he knew!At home, our sex life dwindled. She just wasn't interested any. We checked the Indians one by one. No need to get killed because we were in a hurry. Twice I heard the bellow of a Colt when a Ranger found a Comanche who wasn't dead yet. We didn't take prisoners.When we were sure they were all dead, the Captain said, "Tully, you're in charge. Second Squad, follow me."He and five men rode off after the escapees. I put the other four men in my squad on guard and went to free the captives. Yellow-mane was already cutting away the rope around her neck."Sergeant. This was not a guest bedroom but a suite. It was the size of a luxury hotel room, complete with its own living room, lounge, and bathroom. By the time she knocked loud enough to be heard from the bedroom, she would surely have alerted someone else to her presence.She grasped the great brass handle and nudged the door inward just to ensure it was not locked. To her relief, the lights were on. She turned around and backed into the suite, watching the hall until she had closed the door and engaged.