Your body moves with mine, in perfect time, feeling the heat and my hands caress the back of your neck. ‘Tell me what you want.’ you moan into my ...ar and I cannot respond, the words are lost in the moment. ‘Tell me.’ Your voice is demanding yet controlled, our bodies increasing tempo. As I slide my fingertips down your back, I answer, breathlessly, ‘I want to lose control…’ With your arms locked around my back, fingernails barely brushing my skin, you carry me to the bed and pin my arms above. He only pummeled my sex in return, smiling with closed eyes. "Fucking you is incredible, Mommy."It occurred to me, at the worst time, that Race hadn't called me "Mommy", in years. It had only re-entered his vocabulary in the last two days. Why was I even thinking that, when my son was raping me and would cum inside me at any moment? I cursed him, and I pleaded. "Get out, wicked boy! Get out of Mommy's special place for babies!" That's right, Mommy. I can put a baby in you! That's what you. ”I quietly gritted my teeth, hoping somebody might say something before I blurt out a totally inappropriate expression.“April and I have decided we are going to Cal-State University Bakersfield together.”The look on his face was something of a smirk.“Everyone, sit down, dinner will be on the table in a matter of moments,” the lovely Narcissa said.Ginny helped to get the food to the table, a big pot roast, along with mashed potatoes, chopped carrots, and a nice big bowl of salad.We had a very. Please.’ Emily, pussy juice sliding down her leg, eagerly complied. She kneeled in front of him, her sensitive, full tits pressed provocatively against the pillow, her face a picture of anticipation, her curvaceous bottom displayed in the air. Landon caressed her luscious bum, fingers gently cupping the lobes, exploring the soft area around her rosebud. Emily sighed. She loved having her ass touched. She imagined what else he might do with the rosebud. Every touch made her cunt pulse. Her.