At first, I said no. Then he specifically asked for my left hand, the one with my wedding ring. He said it would remind him that I was married and cal... any fears I had that he would be inappropriate. It sounded reasonable. So, I let him hold it.” “So?” Kevin asked, encouraging her to continue. “He touched my rings. He didn’t just touch them, though. He caressed them. He rubbed his thumb across them. He touched them with the first two fingers of his hand, lightly stroking them.” “Did he say. I struggled to push it into her as she rocked back and forth her hands grabbing my ass and her fingers sinking into its tender flesh until the crown sank into her body. Her grasp seemed to loosen a bit after that and I heard her breathing coming in shuddering gasps, which matched my own. I struggled to get several inches into her and as I withdrew it I noticed it was covered in thick white cream, which I tasted and decided it was not unpleasant. I glanced at the television and saw my mother. She became emotional and started sobbing quietly. I sat next to her and put my arms around her thin body almost enveloping her while with her head resting on my chest. I was holding her in tight embrace. She just melted in my arms. One thing lead to another and soon we were passionately kissing each other like school kids on their first date. My hands moved to her firm breasts and was squeezing them like lemon. Her nipples were hard knobs piercing against the palms of my hands. We were so. I start to push in a little bit further, and further, feeling my ass pulse and squeeze on the silicon dick. It doesn't hurt as bad, I push it in a little, pull it back out a little, my ass starts to get used to the feeling.Soon, or what feels like soon, the balls of the cock are against mine. "I bottomed out that giant cock in my ass!" I think excitedly. Then, I start pushing the dildo in and out of my ass a little bit more, and little by little a gentle fucking becomes an extreme pounding. I.