1. Mom and Me


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: flyboy69, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    entered me. I grunted on every thrust. Dan kept saying, &#034Uh, uh, uh&#034, grunting every time he slammed into my sopping cock, interspersed with &#034good pussy, Meg, such good pussy&#034 During great sex - which frankly includes most of it - all the senses used enhance the experience - the sounds of grunts, moans, groans, accelerated breathing, and in Dan's case, him talking during sex, telling me how good my pussy felt to his cock, how wet I was etc.; the sounds of his flesh slapping against my ass as he fucked me; the slurpy sounds of a wet pussy being fucked. And the sights - even though I couldn't see much during this particular episode, I loved to see an erect cock or the look on Dan's face when he fucked me or when he started cumming in my mouth for example. Feeling the friction of cock sliding in and out of a body cavity; the sensation of him parting my pussy lips and feeling his tongue lapping my juices; the feel of holding his cock and feeling it harden in my hands; the sensation of our tongues intertwining as we kiss passionately. The smells of a cock that had fucked and cum earlier, the aroma of arousal; the musky smell of a wet pussy. Although obviously I was not recording each of those sensations at the time, in retrospect, all were part of the mix. Sex is overwhelming. It encompasses every bit of a person. It drives everything else away. It is like the world compresses to form this erotic cocoon around two people. The other thing intense focus causes is the ...
    loss of a sensation of time. Therefore I don't quite know if Dan fucked me for five minutes or an hour but intellectually I know it was much closer to the former. I don't know how many orgasms I had; frankly I rarely do because I don't know where one leaves off or another starts. What I can remember though is Dan's louder grunting whenever he got ready to cum, coupled with the shorter but much harder strokes he made. Finally, he slammed into me and paused just for a second as he spurted into me...he repeated it...again...six or eight or ten thrusts and pause, thrust and pause, until he collapsed across my back and just held it as deep as it would go up my cunt. Both of us kept repeating, &#034oh my God, oh my God.&#034 No other words were possible or necessary. When Dan finally let his cock plop out of me he ran to get a towel from the bathroom. Some of his cum had already dripped onto the sofa and he quickly wiped it up but he also spread it out for me to sit on. He sat next to me and I leaned over to take his cock into my mouth to make sure he didn't leak on the sofa as well - and of course, I wanted some cum and to taste his cock. As I did that, Dan put his hand between my legs and just put the palm against my poor battered (happily) pussy. After I cleaned off his cock and then licked our cum from his fingers that had been on my still-dripping pussy, we just sat there exhausted. As we sat there, two sensations struck me. The first one was how I could sit there naked, with ...
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