She gave me a strange look that changed to a smile when I said take your pants off and turn around.She knew what I was going to do when she sat above ...y face and lowered her pussy .I knew what she was going to do as well when she grabbed my cock and lowered her warm mouth down on it . This girl sure gets wet easily ,I was thinking while I was sucking up her juices into my mouth.She was doing a good job sucking on my cock too while cupping my balls, but I tried not to think of that.I wished the. I smile, loving the change of sensation.“You’ve been very well behaved keeping this in all day for me.”I can only muster a moan in response as he places one hand on my clit and begins to rub whilst slowly beginning to slide the plug in and out of my ass. I struggle to distinguish between the pleasure and pain he’s causing me.“Please…” I moan“Please do what?” he asks, amused.“Please fuck me.”Before I can even take another breath he is inside of me. Hands on my waist, with each thrust he pulls. Oh boy! That would be awful! As the weeks passed, whenever she hugged or kissed me, I quickly found that I would get a powerful erection. After several months I also found that whenever I’d slip away during the day and jack off, I was constantly fantasizing about my mother. I never considered actually doing anything about my fantasies, but that was soon to change. One night, as I lay there in the dark along side of my mother, I had my first wild thoughts of actually fondling her while she was. My lips and fingers wandered over her body as she gasped passionately at times and was rapidly coming to the boil as it were. Her own hands were simply caressing me as she enjoyed being at the centre of my attention.“So good!” she moaned as her first orgasm exploded within her and I moved up onto the grav bed to mount her. “So, so good!” she gasped as I slid into her slick, tight channel.“Enjoy, little lady,” I moaned as our bodies moved in tandem with each other, she seeking an energetic.