She wasn't wearing panties.Without speaking, she got on my bed, straddled my hips and eased my cock into her already hot, wet vagina. Staring down at ...e, my mother raised and lowered her hips with a slow, steady rhythm. "You really like this, don't you," I said, "You really like fucking." I love it," she said, lowering her face close to mine, "Now be quiet. Just shut up and fuck me."I pulled her down, kissing her and sliding my tongue into her mouth as I pushed my hips up and released my cum. Larry had ridden with women on the back before. Typically, they put their arms around him and mostly stayed still. Greta kept moving her hands and arms, sometimes around his middle, sometimes resting her hands on his thighs, sometimes around his upper chest. He just figured she was nervous so let her do what she wanted.The ride was pleasant through the high desert on a warm, but not hot, day. It took about forty-five minutes to reach the Sycamore Canyon trailhead and parking area. There were. Boys weren't chasing her, yet; so when she began asking him certain questions instead of going to their mother, he began to see her as a growing teen for the first time, and his familiarity with her allowed him to see past the crude edges and gaze upon a girl he would love to add to his stable if it wasn't for her being his sister.He helped her with those crude edges, getting her to tweeze or try depilatory products if she chose, how to keep the grungy hair look and still stand out. Dressing. He placed his hands on her shoulders and forced her to her knees. He ordered her to suck his cock and as she opened her lips he shoved it fully into her throat. He started ramming his cock into her mouth, she just took his abuse, loving every second of it. Watching her accept his abuse was almost too much to stand. He pulled her off his cock and forced her to bend over the counter. He slammed his cock into her violently, her long hair swaying with every thrust. She moaned and screamed as he.