” Hearing her words, I caught her long hair tightly and jerked her towards my cock in a manner as if forcing my huge cock inside her mouth. She obli...ed without any complaints as I forcefully pushed my cock in and out of her mouth. I slapped my large cock in her face, hitting her hardly with it. I gagged her with it. I was having an urge to piss, so without asking permission I started peeing in her mouth as she struggled to drink every drop of it. I held her massive boobs with my hands and. By the time I was done she was putting breakfast on the table. I watched her and realised I could see her clearly. But how could I describe her? If I say 'she had a square face' that doesn't convey much. I suppose I could say 'she had a strong jaw', but that would make her ... masculine? Which she wasn't. Her face was lovely; not, perhaps, stunningly beautiful, but a pleasure to behold. A straight nose, captivating eyes, full lips; all framed by a helmet of auburn hair. Green eyes? I wasn't. Fucking... tight!” With each word he slammed his pelvis forward, pounding his cock deep into his mother. He slid his hands up her back and gripped her by the shoulders, pulling back on her to meet his jolting thrusts. For long minutes he kept up his rough ass-fucking, manhandling his mother's small body in a blindly instinctual drive to force his cock deeper and deeper inside her. Finally his motions reached a frenzied peak, and he croaked out, “Gonna come up your ass, Mom... Gonna.... Destiny, who was dressed in lose black silk, lifted his face and had him sniff her pussy, already aroused in anticipation of noosing the male. This was the woman who would execute him; he sniffed lovingly at the bulging mound, ripe and ready; her scent alone told him she was eager to hang him. After he had been allowed to take in her scent, guaranteeing he was now stiff and excited at smelling her undeniable pleasure, she lifted his head, and with a curt smile she slapped his face five.