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Pit-of-desire

Date: 10/6/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Taboo, Author: hack63k, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

let her know I was there, opened the door and walked in. She came down the stairs to meet me. Her hair was tied up in some sort of bandana, and she had also tied up her blouse so it was knotted under her breasts. She wore jean shorts that fit her well, but were relatively loose. She had on gym shoes and ankle socks. I thought she looked great and gave her a big hug, feeling her breasts pressing into my chest. She said she was doing some cleaning, but would stop now and fix lunch. I watched her ass as I followed her to the kitchen, and noticed the slim smoothness of her thighs and calves. My mouth was already watering, and I came up close behind her to feel her heat and smell her. I put my head over her shoulder and inhaled her aroma. She stopped and reached over her shoulder to pat my head and caress my cheek. "You're feeling lovey," she said. "You feel pretty good too," I said, trying to make it sound casual and longing to cup her breasts from behind and put my hand between her legs and press her ass into my crotch. She turned around and looked up into my eyes. "You've never said that before," she said, her head tilted a bit to the side. "But thanks for the compliment." Her lips twisted into a slight smile and she put her arms around me and stood on tiptoe and I pulled her tight against me, getting the full feel of her breasts against me, and putting one hand in the small of her back and pulling her toward me. Her stomach was rubbing against my crotch and I started to get ... hard. My hand went down to her butt, and I patted her there and then let my hand slide around to her hip. She went back down onto her feet and put a hand on my shoulder, looking up into my eyes. "You are feeling frisky," she said and kissed me lightly on the cheek and then on the lips. She turned around and washed her hands in the sink and undid her hair and shook it loose over her shoulders. Mom is short, only a little over five feet tall and weighs less than 120. Her breasts are probably a B-cup size and her hair is a chestnut brown with lots of curl in it. Her eyes are a light hazel and she likes to wear just a hint of makeup, pink frosted lipstick, a little blush on the cheeks, and some blue eye shadow. She made some soup and sandwiches and put club soda over ice. I kept staring at her as we ate, not able to get the idea of fucking her off my mind. When we finished eating and she'd cleared the table, she undid the knot from the bottom of her blouse, leaving it unbuttoned. She was talking, but I wasn't hearing much of what she was saying. She ran her fingers through her curly hair and it settled over the front of her shoulders. "You could probably unbutton it a little more," I said, nodding toward her blouse. "It would be more comfortable." She looked down at her hair cascading over the front, looked up at me and seemed to think about it for a minute. Her fingers toyed with the top button and then she smiled faintly. She undid the top button. "One more," I said softly, my ...