I’m so sorry. It’s just I haven’t…it’s been so long…oh, God.’ Pure dread flowed through her and Janet Winston was terrified. He quietly ...aid, ‘It’s okay. I should be the sorry one.’ William went to the door and put his hand on the knob to open it, but, he thought again and, instead, locked the door. And when he heard the ‘click’ of the lock in its chamber, he knew he was walking a very dangerous line. He turned, ‘You don’t need to be sorry. I won’t tell.’ Then he almost casually walked over to. There was a quiet grunt and she groaned “More!” I sank the finger deeper into my mother’s rectum, struggling against its absurd tightness.Her mouth fell open and she uttered several, “huh-huh-huh’s” as I worked all the way into her velvety tight hole while her own hands were busy with her cunt and clit.When I drew my finger halfway out and sank it back in, she gasped and shook. “Again,” she pleaded softly. I did.“Again,” she repeated her plea. I was giddy as I began to gently fingerfuck her. :-))There were ten likes and three people commented, Whitney saying "WHO CARES!" (Whitney and Nicole don't like each other.), Alexa saying "Love hurts.", and the foolish Joe saying ,"it’s probably me."Weird, is what I thought. I checked out her profile, nothing weird except that she had so many pics of me. I assumed that that's normal and I turned of my computer and slept. About two hours later I heard the door open then the light suddenly turned on. It was Nicole in a pink robe.I woke up from. After a few more thrusts she climbed off of me and got onto her hands and knees. “Come get me” she looked back at me with a wild grin. Within seconds I was behind her and rammed my hard cock back inside of her. She screamed this time as my cock head easily hit her g-spot. I pulled her hair and used that to plow into her deeper and harder. I used my free hand to give her gorgeous ass a spank while I watched my cock continue to disappear inside her pussy. I moved from her ass to her clit, and.