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Mom and I had been playing football and I jokingly said, “That’s a foul, go stand in the corner for two minutes.” I couldn’t believe it when she actually did. I kept my eyes on her ass the whole two minutes as she fidgeted back
I smiled as I felt strong hands reaching around me to pull my top down and firmly grip my breasts. It was our little ritual. After the school day in our small town’s one-room schoolhouse had finished, he would lock the door and come back to me.
My mom got sick and tired of me sleeping with all her friends - mostly because I wasn’t sleeping with her, too. She took care of that by posing in front of me naked one day and saying, “So, am I as fuckable as my friends?” Needless to
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“Bye bye, honey!” My mom called out to my dad. At the same time, she wiggled her ass. I knew what that meant. I took my dick out and came up behind her. I moved her panties aside and slowly slid in as I leaned over her back and waved to my
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My parents were weird. Punishments were a formal occasion. We had to dress up nicely and whoever was being punished would bow or curtsy to Dad and say, “I am sorry for doing (whatever) and am here to submit to my punishment.” Then whoever
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I’m glad that when my Mom found out that Dad was fucking Sis, instead of getting mad, she decided that what was good for him was good for her so she started fucking me as well. She didn’t need to know that I was fucking Sis also, now did she?
“Just lie back and I’ll do all the work,” mom said. Well, okay.
Got a text message from mom: Heard about this “sexting” thing. Am I doing it right? Next time my phone beeped, I got a picture. I was home in 5 minutes flat, unsure how I hadn’t gotten a speeding ticket.
I love feeling my Mom’s tits brushing against my chest as she rides me.
She didn’t even remember how it started but now that it had, there was no way she was giving up the ability to once again be under a young, virile male who could get hard without the aid of a little pill and could last more than 2 minutes. Even
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I lay on the bed and caress myself. My breasts, my legs, my pussy, my stomach, everything I can reach, I gently stroke. I look around the room and wonder when he’ll be home from work. I look at my ring, which he had given me, and wonder - when was
“That’s it, Mommy,” I whispered as she moved back and forth against my pole. “Ride me. Make that ass shake.”
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I heard a yelp from the other room and walked in to see my mom sucking her thumb while a hammer was in the other hand. It was obvious what had happened. What was also obvious was my reaction to what she was wearing - or not wearing as the case may be.
When I confronted my children - gently - about the fact I knew they were fooling around, I didn’t expect to get involved. But somehow, that was exactly what happened. As I lifted my head up from my daughter’s pussy to moan my pleasure at my
I knew she thought the girls I dated were worthless skanks. I ignored her until one day she challenged me. If she could prove to me that these girls didn’t know what they were doing, would I stop dating them. In return, I could have her anytime
When I got back to the office, my secretary, Helen, was smirking at me. “What?” I said, looking down to see if I had a stain on my shirt or something. “Mrs. Dennis is in your office waiting for you,” she said. Oh. That explained
I knew my parents had a unusual relationship. I’d often seen him leaving notes for her that I discreetly read. Then later I’d see or find out about her following the letter’s instructions to the exact detail. And some of those notes
Even after riding her all night long and not getting any sleep and staggering through breakfast half asleep, and thinking I was done until the evening, Mom knew how to get me in the mood again.
The first day of summer vacation, I slept in, of course, so I finally wandered downstairs after my dad went to work and saw my mom nude on the counter. “Breakfast is served,” she said with a giggle. I just smirked and dove in.
I came to, and at first I didn’t realize where I was. The last thing I remembered was sitting on the sofa with my husband and drinking some Halloween cider. Hmmm, I thought, my husband had been the one to fix the drink. I frowned as I realized
“Oh, hi, Mom. What are you doing back there?” “It’s my turn to be back here with you. Your sister can keep your father busy while the two of us have some ‘quality time’ back here just like you two usually do.”
Whenever Mom just had to get her mouth on my dick, she’d ask me to take her to the “store” and then when we were out of our neighborhood, she headed straight for my lap.
Every now and then my Mom would kiss me on the lips and say, “I’m going to bed now.” Then as she went up the stairs, she’d give me that certain look. I knew exactly whose bed she would be in. I hurriedly checked to make sure the
moaningmistress: E Her instructions had been very clear and I followed them to the letter. When we were finished, she said, “Make me feel like that every time and I’ll keep dressing like this. Do we have a deal?” “Yes, Mom.&rdquo
