His head stretched her past what she thought she could take. Then he forced in further with several hard thrust until she thought he was completely in... She couldn't take it so she had to beg him to let her stretch out to accept him. She felt a pang of guilt because it never entered her mind for him to stop. She wanted it, and didn't care that he was her son, or that all three of her daughters watched. Her only concern was to stretch out to accept his manhood, so he could fuck her good! He. "Sure," she said, smiling. "Just tell me when you are ready to go again." My mom got up and went into the kitchen and got a glass of water. She came back out, still topless. I stared at her as she put the cup down and then came over and sat next to me. She handed me a paper towel and I wiped myself off. She pushed her breast up against my arm and kissed me on the cheek, as she reached down an grabbed my still mostly limp cock."Thanks Mom," I said."Just tell me when you're ready baby." She. Bridget struggled & tussled as Avenger lowered her slacks & dislodged her shiny green panties. The Horror train- goer put up quite a fuss, regretting agreeing to the charity spanking. This revealed her snowy-white bottom cheeks.A “squeak” was heard as the pretty witch felt her panties now displayed. Cold air raising goose bumps on her lower bare bottom cheeks with legs splayed wide. The masked ‘Avenger’ in full facial mask and Bridget settled in a long winter’s spank.Avenger raised his hand. "Thanks." She wondered if he was being on the level since she was just wearing an old pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, but the look in his eyes seemed real enough. She supposed she should be flattered, but there was something a little too cold and cocky about him. "Brian, right?"He leaned a little closer and she noticed he had beer on his breath. "That's right. I was wondering if you would like to hook up sometime, ya know, do somethin' together."Subtle, real subtle, and I am so not.