Dirty Talking Indian Mom Fucking Doggy Style With Her Son

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I put my fore arms against your back and sides, my hands upon your shoulders from behind, I have you in a vice and I pull you down impaling you onto my spike as I thrust up deep inside you. You rock back and fourth, harder, faster, joined at the hips we become one slippery mess of hot sex and sweat, I can smell you, I can taste you, your essence driving me to a primal rage of pure passion. The love making soon becomes hot sweaty sex, our bodies merge our hearts pounding in unison as we egg each other on. Harder, faster, our breathing deeper. I can feel your warm breath on my face and I can smell myself on you. I exhale and gasp, my lips caressing your sweet neck, fighting the urge to bite as I frantically fight the urge to scream to the high heavens the pleasure and the joy over whelming me.I feel you come, your thick sticky juices dribbling onto my coin purse and between my legs then and onto the sofa as you spasm around me. The sensation is enough to finish me off for and I drive in. ?I cringed at the insult, but said yes, hoping it wasn?t the wronganswer.?Well, sweet thing, I?m doing a study comparing how quickly malemaids sexually submit to Mr. B, compared to how quickly female maidssexually submit to Mr. B. The results are interesting because wedon?t see that many male maids.??Oh.? Dared I ask her how I rated? I did not.She gave me an indulgent smile. ?In case you?re wondering, yousubmitted more quickly than any of our previous males. But, as Isaid, it?s a small data set.?I submitted more quickly than other males? Well, there weren?t manyof them, and maybe I had less choice than they did. I got out mycompact, powdered my nose and forehead and touched up my lip gloss,thankful to have something to do, even more thankful that she stoppedasking such personal questions. The male part of me was humiliated bywhat I had admitted to her, that I had had sex with a man and hadenjoyed it. What did that say about me? Maybe I really was a sissy,not a man. A sissy boy who.
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I got to the point where I had realized that I needed to slip out of bed and to seriously jack off. It was then that things began to radically change. As I turned on my back and gave my dick a few quick strokes, I realized that my mother had reached back and slipped her hand over my hand. I froze in fear as her fingers gripped my hard cock and she began to masturbate me. I pulled my hand off and mum continued to caress and carefully stroke me. She briefly stopped and rolled over so that she faced me, resuming her ministrations as her hand slowly moved up and down my hard shaft. It was the most overwhelming sensation that I’d ever experienced. In the dim light I realized that my mother’s eyes were open and that she was staring intently into my face. In less than a minute, I was bucking my hips and achieved the most massive orgasm that I’d ever experienced in my young life. The hot cum spurted out, splashing on my stomach. “Did you like that, Mark?” my mother whispered. “Did that feel.

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