“FUCK HER…!”I bent my body over my mother, gripped her shoulder and started moving my boner in and out of her dripping pussy, pumping my hips rh...thmically. With every pull my cock was moving almost out of her cunt and with every thrust it was again immersed into mother’s divine pit. With every stroke I could feel mother’s cunt releasing and contracting around my throbbing shaft and then I suddenly felt an unmistakable movement of mother’s hips. She had moved her abdomen with my rhythm but. It was summer so I was home everyday. School wouldn't restart for another two months. I knew that Mom and Mrs. Peters would daily talk across the way from the second story of each house. Other times they sat in the kitchen or front room having coffee. Because they so often talked with Mom leaning from the window of her sewing room I found myself more and more frequently having to pass between the houses and never missing a chance to look at Mom. Each night I found myself abusing myself long and. More

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