One Saturday night after our first victory I had a few beers and sent Ann a text saying what a great a game her son had, she responded saying yes it w...s awesome, yet she didn't have anyone to celebrate with since her son was his dad, I responded that sucks, and pressed my luck be saying she looked great in her sons practice jersey and short shorts, she immediately sent a pic of herself in the same outfit, I responded with a pic of me, since i was 3 beers in, i also said she was my sexiest mom.. Usne apna chote se hath mere lund pe rakte hi…uski nazar mere pant ki zip pe gyi..aur muh khula reh gya uska. “ohhhh… kya kr rha hai rahul.!!” Who apni hath churane lagi mere hath se. lekin uski nazar mere lund pe hi thi. “bata tere bf se lamba hai ki nahi mera lund” “mujhe nahi pata… choro mera hath” abi b who mere lund ko hi dek rhi thi. Fir mene uska hath chor diya..aur piche hoke beth gya.. use ache se dekne diya mera lund ka shape. Mere jeans pe tent ban gya tha..khade lund ke wajah se.. Then again every other birthday you were home on time. It was our tradition.But what did you say to me?"Why are you home already?" as though you had no idea, and the look on your face should have told me everything. It didn't, I trusted you.I was hurt when you told me you had already eaten, that you had dinner with some colleagues. You did say colleagues, not colleague. You then went and showered, alone, refusing my company. I heard you singing again, you had a long shower, even then I thought. ..Oh, I want you so bad, put it inside me... Please, please..." I moaned while he rubbed his prick against my wet gash. "Yes, baby, you fine fucking woman, I do want your cunt badly..." he said, breathing hard. His cockhead parted my cunt lips and entered me a few inches. I began moaning instantly as I felt the thick meat entering my hole. His cockhead was so big, it almost felt like a lightbulb being shoved up in me! A few more inches of his cock were shoved into my pussy-- he was about.