1. Back in the Saddle


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    didn't even register with either of them. Spinning around he stared into her glazed eyes, his burning with desire. &#034You want me to get back in the saddle? I'll show you back in the saddle!&#034 John snarled. Before she could answer he bent down and grabbed her roughly by her ass cheeks and lifted her off the floor, his face buried between her breasts as he carried her awkwardly toward the bed. Once next to it he unceremoniously dropped her onto her back with her butt at the edge then spread her legs wide by her knees and slid between them. With her thong already pulled to the side he had no problem stepping between her thighs and placing the head of his throbbing cock against the opening of her sopping pussy. He could see both fear and hunger in her eyes as she stared up into his face. In one f***eful lunge he sank his cock into her until his balls were pressing firmly against her ass. Because of her wetness and the pre-cum oozing from his cock there was little resistance. &#034Oh shiiitttttt!&#034 Helen screamed as she felt his cock stretching her pussy out as it sank into the deepest recesses of her cunt. For several minutes after Helen had left Madison sat and sipped her drink, disturbing thoughts bouncing endlessly around her brain. Could all the things that Helen had said about her son wanting her, and also calling his wife mom while that made love be true? She didn't think so, but the thought that maybe it was true kept lingering in the back of her mind. Hadn't he ...
    stared at her with something more akin to lust than what a son should have? She knew the answer to that was yes; she'd seen it in his eyes. Her nipples grew stiff as she recalled the bulge growing in his pants the longer he had stared at her. And God help me, she rebuked herself, didn't your pussy get wet just from having your son leer at you? She wanted desperately to blame her own arousal on the booze but knew in her heart that she couldn't. The thought that maybe she shouldn't let Helen confront John by herself nagged at her. Setting her glass down she rose and went inside. Madison heard Helen scream and fear clutched at her heart as she raced toward the sound. It was coming from John's room. When she reached the threshold of his bedroom her jaw dropped, her hands flew up to her mouth and her mind struggled to register what her eyes were seeing. There before her was John between Helen's wide open legs, his trunks hanging around his ankles, and his ass cheeks clinching with each f***eful lunge of his hips. His legs were parted enough for her to see his balls bouncing off Helen's upturned ass. When he pulled back she got a quick glimpse of his thick hard cock covered in a shiny sheen of their fluids. The size of it took her breath away. Before she knew what she was doing one of her hands had slid into the top of her suit and captured a ripe nipple between two fingers while the other one had snaked down over her mound and was applying subtle pressure on her clit through the ...
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