It felt incredible. I loved it. My eyes rolled back into my head as wave after wave of ecstasy washed through my thoughts.He fucked me so hard. He plo...ed into me. His dick buried over and over into my massaging cunt. He experienced the rapture of my spasming embrace. He kept my orgasms burning through me, fucking me with that youthful passion I loved.“Yes, yes, yes, you're making Mommy cum so hard!” I moaned. “Oh, Faizel, yes! Such a good son!”“Such a naughty mom!” he growled. “I'm going to. They already did," she answered."Won't it be good to be able to talk with them about it? Maybe joke a little?" Talk? Oh, no! I could never do that!" Why not? It's something that could bring you closer together. You knew things would be different here. If you don't talk about it, it might push you apart, rather than bringing you closer." I wouldn't want that. I hoped moving here would fix some things that ... the kids have seemed a lot like strangers." Let me tell you what a stranger I was to my. Below her, Arie’s cock reached for her through the sheet, through the dim light. With any other client, she would have been appalled, disgusted. She would have begrudgingly finished the massage, keeping her distance from his crotch. But in this moment, with Arie, the perched sheet brought her excitement and shortness of breath. The butterflies found their way from her chest down to the place below her navel. She wanted Arie. She found that, for the first time in her life, without kissing, with. She started to groan loudly as I slammed my cock into her fucked pussy. And then she was cumming and cumming and cumming. I slowed my strokes to let her release the pressure, and once her orgasm slowed, I started up again. I fucked her for awhile nonstop and then stopped, while Mo was kissing her neck and shoulders. She turned her head and kissed him, and I watched them roll their tongues into each other. I so love watching her kiss. I stopped and pulled out. She lay there for a bit and then.