Hers was nearly 2 full inches thick and 9 inches long. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved my mouth back onto her cock, ramming the back of my ...hroat. I gagged and loved her for it. She pulled my head off her cock with an audible ‘pop’ and I thanked her with involuntary tears in my eyes. She smiled and her eyes gleamed a little it seemed and she forced her cock back down my throat. I guess she didn’t feel like she had enough leverage sitting on the edge of the couch though, as she stood. “It’s time to give me another go on that thing.”“Climb aboard,” I said, giving myself a few extra strokes for good measure.Mom swung her left leg over me and centered herself. Now she was on top, her knees planted on the bed to either side of my hips. She gripped my shoulders, her large, stiff-nippled tits swaying heavily over my chest. Her face was flushed and contorted, a mask of depraved passion. “Tomorrow we’ll pretend like this never happened,” she said, leaning forward with her flat. My finger was covered in what seemed like an abnormal amount of her cum. It also tasted much different than it usually did. Noticing me hesitating a bit, she pushed me away slightly with her feet and put them in my face. I always loved sucking on her toes, which distracted me from the weird taste of her cum. After a little while, I climbed ontop of her and stuck my cock inside her. It slid in with ease. Now, I have a fairly large cock, so normally her pussy felt extremely tight around me but. " What do you mean?" Well I've seen girls - and you did it today - wear these outfits, these belly shirts, and then go out in public, whether it's class or the mall or the movies - and keep pulling down on the shirt. Like, you know - you put that on, you looked in the mirror, you knew what it looked like and you were okay with that. So why keep adjusting it like you're uncomfortable, you know?" Oh, yeah, I don't get that either," Madison said, feigning confusion."Like, make up your mind, you.