1. Mrs Crotchy's Daughter by loyalsock


    Date: 6/10/2015, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    went from a 18-year-old almost virgin, to a young man happily pumping the soft, warm, willing mouth of an experienced womam two or three times a day. Then her daughter found out. I never learned how. But I found out she did because she, rather than her mother, was waiting for me one day. So here I sat, with my thinnest, loosest summer shorts on, rapidly collapsing pole under the tent, listening to this 40-something female rag on me for doing the dirty with her old lady. I came, expecting to lower my shorts and sticking that tent pole into the loving, toothless mouth of a smiling, nude Mrs. Crotchy. Instead, I watched as this matronly, clothed women went on and on about how I had taken advantage of her saintly mother in the worst way. &#034You young studs are all the same, thinking your mouth meat is god's gift to women!&#034 What did she say? Is she crazy? &#034You guys just think you can stick you sperm-spewing, cream sticks into every hole you come to. I don't care how big and bloated your balls are, you can't just go around and release your jism into every feminine orifice you find available. We're not a bunch of gob-guzzling gals like those in your filthy fantasies. Our breasts aren't here just to form cock-caressing cleavages for your tit-fucks.&#034 As she went on(and on) I couldn't help but notice a few things. One(or should that be two), even through her old-fashioned frumpy housedress, I could make out that she had big boobs. And that her calves were full, with a ...
    hint that her thighs and hips were, too. Her auburn hair had a longish style that looked sort of '50s-ish. Her eyebrows were full but neatly plucked over large green eyes with some shading and liner. But mostly I noticed her lips...full and puffy and, at the moment, vey animated. Miss Crotchy(never married and a virgin to boot) was actually, to me, a rather attractive woman. In spite of the lambasting(or because of it), the ol' tent pole was pushing the tent back up into place. As her harangue continued and her descriptions of my wicked equipment continued, her eyes took on a wilder look while her face became more flushed and her lips bigger and fuller. Beads of sweat started to appear on her forehead as she worked herself into an increasingly agitated state. And perhaps it was all because of where her eyes were trained. Now, not only were my shorts pushed out, they were getting wet. Having gone almost a whole day without a hole to cum into, and expecting relief almost as soon as I came in the door, my woody hadn't just grown, it'd started to leak! &#034We have a right to the sanctity of our own mouths, for heaven's sake. No matter how many hours it's been since your last eruption, you can't just push you dick through our lips to explode again, and again! Our mouths aren't reservoirs for your joy juice! They were't made just to suck on large slippery penises all day, everyday!&#034 I was actually getting worried about her. She seemed to be going over the edge. I got up to put my ...
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