I must have woken her because she opened her eyes, kissed me and said, “I want some baby juice,” and we fucked once more. Neither of us ever felt ...hat we were fucking ourselves to death. We both enjoyed every moment of it and she never ever refused to let me fuck her and always seemed pleased that I wanted to. She was no different, if she wanted to fuck me, she did, and she often got me hard by sucking my cock until it was hard enough. I only needed that sort of treatment after we had fucked. He went to lie back on the bed, stroking his throbbing hunk of meat. It stood up at full erection.Rachel gasped, looking at it. She couldn't believe Larson actually wanted her to put her mouth on it. She looked into his eyes, unable to utter a word as she began to strip away her clothing, dropping it all to the floor in a heap. Larson stared at her perfect, pert breasts, reaching out to cup and caress one as he urged her over to the bed with him. He gave the nipple a little twist, trying to. My not mom lay back down on the bed, but instead of coming to cuddle with me, she laid on her back, without saying anything.We lay there for probably 30 minutes, neither of us talking. I was still coming down off my orgasm high and processing everything. I couldn’t believe my mom had made me cum, and I couldn’t believe she’d basically humped my hand. I started feeling bad, and thought maybe she was upset that I didn’t get her off, too. I didn’t know what to do. I leaned over and put my hand on. He opened the van doors and I saw a mattress lying on the van floor, 'Start sucking my cock', he said as we moved closer to to the mattress, and I dropped to my knees and the hard ground and started performing fallacio, he gathered my hair into a tight bunch and thrust deep into my mouth, his pubic hair and cock pushed deep into it.I was pulled back up to my feet and bent over, the coat raised to bare my bottom, and I was unceremoniously penetrated and fucked vaginally and painfully in my.