She held me so tightly and was rocking with such force that her bush felt like sandpaper against my pubic arch.“UH-huh, UH-huh, UH-huh,” she said,...grinding harder and faster. For several minutes, she rocked her hips like that, still holding my ass so that I couldn’t move much. Then, without warning, she locked her legs behind my knees, squeezed for all she was worth, and growled a long “Aaaaaaarrr,” followed by “Uh. Uh. Uh.”Even though Mom had me locked in such a grip with her hands and legs. As I’ve been known to fiddle with stories, after they’ve seen it. I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. While I’m at it, I think from now on I’m going to thank all my friends out there, who write to me and encourage me to continue writing and posting these demented ravings of mine. Your emails are greatly appreciated. Whilst, there some sex in a couple of the chapters, this is not a stroke story. So if you were looking for one of those kind-of tales, I. More

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