He gave me that smirk that I was beginning to hate as much as I loved it. I began move my hand down to finish but he grabbed my hands and pinned them ...bove my head. He whispered into my ear Keep your arms there and dont move them. He moved his and away and I felt as if Id been confined but there were no types of rope to bind me. Good girl. Now, are you ready? Yes, please. I need you. He positioned himself at the entrance of my cunt. I bit my lip, waiting. He rubbed the head of his dick up and. That i know from his favorites but his own postings, clips that he made of himself masturbating, have rekindled lust in me. i masturbated with him once this morning before work, cumming right after his first squirt, he was on my mind for the drive in and the drive home from work. i thickened at the thought of him on the long drive home. i slept walked my way through dinner. there isn't too much conversation there these days. the k**s were their usual snarky selfs and my wife i, too tired to. Maybe baby no long sleep,” she stumbles in a language not her own. She grasps at the erection already straining at his breeches, which they release with a joint fumble. There is a brief glimpse of his tumescent penis, before he yanks the front of her dress upwards, pushes her panty gusset to one side with a gnarled hand, and slams his shaft into her.She squeals at the unprepared penetration, wrapping her arms tightly around his buttocks so as to hold him fast inside till the pain fades. “What a. It didn't take long for the first two young cocks to fill me with their cum, I felt them being pulled out of the way and another set of BBC hammered into my mouth and pussy.I looked at the clock and realised I had been her for over an hour already, it was then I came down from my sexual high and realised I was sat on my sons face allowing all of the cum from my pussy to drip into his hungry mouth.I felt like screaming, my lovely little son, was again being forced to eat BBC cum from his mothers.