Owwww….please…mff…ahhh…yeah…like that ohhh yea, thrust in me baby…I love yo…I love you…AhhhhhDevaa…Ahhhhmmmmyeah!!! Oh do it baby, f...ck me like that…yeah..yeah…don’t stop..don’t stop….ohhhh God”I felt so good, knowing that I was thrusting into the womb of none other than my own mother, I felt her slimy walls grip tightly against my manhood…As I thrust deeper and deeper, my mother locked her legs around my back, gripping me like a vice.I thrust inside her with all force while she moaned in. In the second, you won't have to pick among them if you don't want to; you can just come home to us." Us? Did you pickup Annie? That's GREAT! But what does SHE think of all this?"A dark-haired woman stuck her head in the visual frame. "Keith has explained things, within limits -- he didn't want to reveal any secrets, but he gave me some general information. I'm fine with it. I think he's right -- you need a stable home to come home to at the end of the day and be able to let your hair down.. Lauragulped, seeing Kathryn now for the first time totally naked in front of her.She never would have believed how aroused she could be at the sight ofanother woman's naked body. And right in the center, her eyes were rivetedon the soft mound of silky golden hair hiding Kathryn's box. She staredhard there as Kathryn moved to lie back down, this time on top of her,aching for a view of her pussy. And as Kathryn lay down, her legs opened,and Laura got a look at her swollen lips, glistening wet,. He explored the garden with interest. He momentarily forgot his predicament as he explored the beautiful grounds. Everything seemed so real and somehow solid. It was as if his previous life had never existed. His mother had obviously done the washing as soon as she had got home as she was hanging out there a line of washing to dry on a washing line. He looked at the clothes with interest.There was a row of little girl's knickers and vests, some skirts and dresses as well as some sweet little.