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Be a good boy and kiss, baby, between my cheeks over my panties. I handed her a glass of wine, like I do every day she comes home. Ooo, I love the feeling of my little boy's mouth like that." She buries her head into the back of the couch as I start to run my tongue up the full length of her rear end, feel her wince and hear her whimper softly as my tongue methodically runs up and over her tight little hole, again and again. I love no other, no other gives me what I truly need, I love you, Mother, love you...love being in your house, being you special boy..."
As Anne walked shakily back to sit at her table to watch the continuing flow of secretive medical and security agents coming and going from the scene, she saw her beautiful daughter Margaret enter the room, a very professional looking 50-something man at her side in a dark suit, blue tie, and carrying a briefcase at his side. Margaret nuzzled her face into the softness of her mother's neck, seeking comfort in Anne's fragrant auburn hair, as the two Riesin women studied the naked and helpless 4-inch young man before them, trying to imagine where their lives together might take them next.
Anne giggled to herself as she recalled earlier that morning when she spotted Luke struggling to conceal an unexpected and embarrassing erection in his boxer shorts - Margaret had unceremoniously bounced into the kitchen for breakfast wearing nothing but white cotton panties and a pale pink tanktop, her nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. She had walked up beside Luke and leaned across the table directly in front of him to grab a piece of toast, and Anne laughed when she recalled poor Luke's eyes widening and his mouth opening as his sisters barely clothed and glorious buttocks appeared unexpectedly directly in front of his nose.
"But I make them so you—Karen, say, for Marian—can close those slits and then the woman wearing the belt has to ask permission for them to be opened so she can do her business," Maria grinned as she told Emily about the creation. She then told Maria to take the time needed to measure Linda and Leslie for similar belts "just in case I decide they might benefit from wearing them once I see how it works out for Marian." And she had better not complain about it being wet with her pee and she better not ask me to open it until I think she deserves that privilege." With that, Karen slowly drew the wet belt back up Marian's legs and snapped it shut, locking the holes with her little key.
Through the years of fucking Jen's pussy became so fragrant that her panties would smell up the closet and all my clothes smelled of her fragrance. Her mom smelled the same but tasted much sweeter and her moms pussy was always damp as she used to cum in her panties then send them to my work address so her daughter didn't know. My wife would say nothing and let her mother go on about how good it must feel to have a man like me fucking her daughter. My wife would shrug and Beth would only get more hornet knowing the power she had discussing my cock in front of her daughter and husband.
but then the foot moved to my hard cock, and started rubbing it slowly.. it just felt like heaven, and I didn't even want to resist it anymore, I just left her to rub my hard cock with that soft - tho surprisingly big - foot. I wanted to look down and see her sexy foot as she rubbed my throbbing cock, but I thought I would look very weird if Tim noticed that I'm looking down at my cock.. then His mother said:"I'm going to be late, I have to leave guys, bye Tim, Bye Jack!" He had a very wide smile on his face and he put his other foot on my cock and started giving me a footjob with both of his feet..
"That's it, tease my pussy, make me come on that big hard dick." Her voice was less of a whisper this time and more horse and shaky. I didn't know what to do, head into the bathroom and interrupt her which might tip her off I was at the door, or wait for her to finish then back away slowly and come shower later, or rush in there with my hard dick in my hand and hope she doesn't scream. "Yeah I don't think Dad would be too happy knowing his Son's hard cock is buried in his wife's wet pussy." I was happily pistoning myself in and out of my Mother and she was at this point enjoying the ride.
But the strong feeling to suck a cock was growing in the same time and i was to exercise with a dildo, which gave me a warm shower over my body and after one year i got my first orgasm by only sucking a dildo. My mother had the strong wish for this step, because she said that he cannot be a real slave in mind when he was managing a company the most time of the day and should behave correctly as an a****l at home. "Yes as a boy, but we tried to change the birthday in hospital with all formalities, so that she is now old enough in most countries to marry her." Glen and i were fascinated by this message my mother said.
We were all sitting around eating junk food and listening to music when the topic turned to "have you ever seen your dad's "thing"?" All of us had, mostly by accident and we giggled and told each other what they looked like. That got us all asking lots of questions and she described what it looked like but said she wasn't allowed to touch it. Our friend said she would ask her dad, and she left the room, she was gone maybe five minutes but it seemed like it was a lot longer; the anticipation and excitement were building. She came back with a great big grin and said he would do it, but it was a secret, we couldn't tell our parents (to this day, I never told dad).
So what makes a normal healthy girl turn into a cock hungry female adult, who has no compunction about showing her tits to a stranger who wants to jack off on them, well, that might be a poor example, as I was always told when my nipples started to swell, that rubbing sperm into them would make them bigger, I would tease my poor father to ejaculate and let my watch, then gather this tit growing serum and rub it in until it was completely absorbed, while my poor father sat mesmerized, watching his ten year old daughter being so sexual. When the stranger left, she called both of us out into the living room, she was still naked and she grabbed my b*****r and pulled him over her lap, and began to violently spank him, really hard smacks, but my b*****r said nothing as her smacks increased until double digits, then he moaned out loud, and mother stopped.
To Mike's utter horror, she walked up to the chair, turning her back to him, and he found himself face to face with his mum's gigantic, legging-clad butt as she prepared to sit down. He could smell her strong womanly scent through her leggings and panties, and realised with disgust that most of his body was squashed underneath her feminine area, while his head happened to be positioned right beneath his mother's arsehole. "Right lets sort this laundry out then." Carol had been sat on her son for over fifteen minutes by the time she'd finished her tea, and Mike was barely holding on to consciousness.
masturbating, I usually like to start with my tits, because a good nipple other in bed, okay?" Valerie, nodded her head and her mother went on, whispered Val, "I can really feel it!" "Well," her mother continued, "I able to feel it getting very wet by now!" Valerie nodded yes, and her "Good job, Val, how does that feel?" Valerie could and expose your vagina?!?" "It makes me feel slutty," Valerie panted, "makes me feel like I want everyone to see how hot I am!!!" "Good girl," her mother hissed, "just like all of the Clark women, total sluts in the women have in common, very hairy pussies, and we love having our men suck Her mother stroked her hair and cooed what a good little girl
Back at the caravan I know she want it as much as I do, and we go straight in to the bedroom and I slip her skirt and blouse off, she looks so hot in her cream lacy bra and black stockings, she lay down while I remove my clothes We’ve had hours of foreplay and now it’s time for her to feel my rampant cock inside her pussy. I was getting worked up and fucking her good as she started moaning and panting, thinking of my hard cock slipping in and out of her big fat smooth lips and feeling her tummy wobbling under mine made me give that little extra push at the end of my stroke
By middle school, these c***dren know that instead of having just one father, they have many uncles and by now, they walk in on one of these uncles fucking their mother silly. However, it is not until high school that c***dren accept the profession of their mother. Even though there's no formal "talk", both the mother and c***dren know where they stand. You can see the pics of girls in the mother's living room. However, there are times when mom and c***dren develop a strong, loving relationship and are open about sex. You may think prostitutes are beautiful and sex but Andy's mom was tall, almost 6" brunette. On our way out, Andy grabbed the 60 bucks on the coffee table while his mother still lay there motionless.
The next day I returned to my mother's house and met Paul, my s****r's fiancé. He thanked me for my help and after looking in on my s****r one last time he left because the groom isn't supposed to see the bride before the wedding. I was ready to see how I looked in it, but my mother told me I had to have the makeup and hair done before that happened. "I'll help you with that," my mother told me, "We still have a couple of days to get you ready." The wedding day arrived and I was more nervous than I think a normal bride would be.
As soon as she said that she pulled her shorts down alittle to show me that she was wearing a pair of pink nylon panties. They looked like the ones I have been taking from my other friends s****rs and mothers. I took three pairs of her panties, and a pink nylon chiffon waist slip. An hour or so passes and my friend had still not come home so I said I'm going home, because I was about to explode with cum. Rest of my underwear are all nylon panties, sheer teddies, night gowns, silky stockings and garter belts. Right now I'm wearing a white merry widow, with a pair of sheer white 'Nancy King' panties, and dark brown, seamed thigh high stockings.
Why didn't you tell me you liked me smoking?" Jennifer said , pounding her clenched fist softly on his chest and a tear in her eye "I mean I know you did like it and I thought you had gone off it; gone off me.I felt my whole sex appeal repertoire was wrong somehow." She did not pull away as the Italian looking lad just lingered a little too long with hand on glove and as she rose from the light, kept the cigarette dangling in his firm lips and exhaled a shot of smoke over her shoulder as he thanked her. After they had walked to the opposite side of the terrace, and Jennifer had watched them walk with a smile of seductive desire on her lips, John looked at her and again put his arm wound her and into the soft fur.
Janet concentrated on her business, but as the pee started to trickle out into the glass, confirming her aim, she looked up to see the pure lust animating Mom's face and my fingers turning inside her pussy. Mom and Janet were playing with my cock, sucking it and sharing my balls -- and each other's wet mouths and tongues, when I began to caress Mom's back and buttocks. Janet extended her hand and Mom turned around, took it in her own and pulled the dirty finger into her mouth. Mom pulled Janet to her, to her mouth, and they locked lips, licking and sucking each other, sharing the depraved joy of tasting and eating and sharing shit.
I swallowed too at the thought of it, but then the reading I had just finished suddenly made sense, 'That was you throat fucking my mother in that page I just read aloud', I asked him? His smile was broad, a dark f****y secret read aloud by the newest generation, a young female to boot, about her whorish mother and debauched uncle, I stared as he bobbed his head in acknowledgement. I stood rock still and stared as he fondled and grabbed her breasts, her violent hip movements as he banged into her, and all I remember, was the shock blond pubic hair above her cunt, their opening fucking display, I assume for my benefit, cast aside any maternal display a daughter might expect, and left me in limbo, to grow up with an Independence, bereft of her, and take up this option with her p**o b*****r, who paid me handsomely for my girlish misdemeanours.
"Mikey," his mom spoke, her hand lifting his chin and bringing his eyes to meet hers. His hands came up and took hold of his mom without thought, crushing her soft pliant body to his frame. She looked back at Mikey, expectation plain on her face, as her fingers reached between her legs and spread apart the feminine lips of her vulva. He stood there looking outward through the glass-pane as his mom's hand took hold of his prick and moved him closer to her body. Mikey's hands lifted and took hold of his mom's hips. His mom's head was turned away from him, her face downward and her hair a long, straight, wet ribbon that hung towards the shower tray.
"Get the fags out mum" , Martin Coombes said from gritted smile placing his arm around his mother's waist and burying his fingers in the sumptuous faux fur; clawing at and wanting the real thing. "You are though aren't you mum?" said Martin, this time in a whisper close to his mother's ear, and taking one of the cigarettes from his mother's gloved hand as they stood at the bus stop in Kensington High Street. Martin smiled as he looked into his mother's eyes, looking to see if there was any objection as his cock stiffened through the new jeans he had just bought, against her exposed 10 denier thigh, and both his hands caressed the fur over her pert backside.
Now Helen knew that when I as 13 years old I secretly spied my mother Helen also knows that when I was 18, after my father died, my mother cravings of a woman like my mother. After I had revealed my dark secret to Helen she made me call mother up my breast implant operation whilst Helen and Heidi were off in Ibiza for I have always had tiny feet for a man and my hands look heterosexual men treat sissies, as opposed to real women, was the utter "You look like a beautiful young woman," she exclaimed. time I looked in the mirror and saw my shrunken cock and balls. "Most mothers don't have sons that are sissies," she replied with a laugh
That gave him plenty of time to root through Callie and Evelyn's dirty laundry looking for a pair or two of panties to sniff on and tease himself with so that his balls were nice and full when he and Callie went out later. She could hear his long intake of breath as he reveled in her scent and there was so much precum leaking from his cock that the little yellow pair of her daughter's panties he was pumping with was slick with it. Lance reached down and again started to stroke his young cock with his girlfriend's dirty panties only now he was doing it as her mother watched.
Pig-Cunt...uuuhhmm...You must be proud of your little slut of a daughter." Mrs. Hammer said with a wicked laugh. laugh Mrs. Hammer pulled Lucy's sucking mouth from her cunt, and spurted the "Bitch is right, Pig-Cunt!...Damion!...Get her!...Fuck her!" Mrs. Hammer said fucking your little slut-mouth like a dog's cunt... slut...Let Damion fuck your little whore's-mouth....You do want to be a good I'll be a GOOD little fuck-bitch for Mrs. Hammer's dog!...I "See Mistress...My little slut-daughter wants to be your dog's fuck-bitch! my cunt while I watch my dog use your little slut-daughter for his whore!" Mrs. Hammer snickered. piss all over your fucking dog-slut of a daughter's face!" Mrs. Hammer shouted. Mommy will give the slut a nice dog-cock to suck." Lucy's mother said in a