1. 51 Penny and rick pt 2,


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    herself for him, allowing his eager eyes to drink in her body in a way even her users did not take the time to enjoy. Most she knew just wanted to use her skin as a target for the hate they had for perhaps the wife at home, or perhaps the mistress of whom they didn’t dare harm, fearing the lady would leave, which the now bound body before them had no chance of doing. Ricky began to slide his rough hands over the alabaster skin of his mother, for a large lad he had a tender way that sent shivers through her, so gentle was his touch, she stood allowing him the privilege of handling her breasts, the nipples pointing more southwards nowadays but so greatly loved by her users, the tender pearly skin taking each stroke of the whip with little work on the part of the user decorating the white surface with livid red welts while transmitting delicious pain to their willing victim. Her mind returned to her son his hands running over her stomach, the container from which he had arrived, slightly plump nowadays, she would have loved to have lost perhaps an inch or two, he was kissing her navel his hands running over her hips, then her buttocks, pulling her to him pressing his face into the plump belly, she fondled his head running her fingers through his hair, stroking his ears, sucking air into her lungs in a long breath. As his face lowered itself to her mons, the tongue slithering over the smooth skin shaved yet again this very morn. His long tongue slathered at her sex now, eager ...
    to find the hidden button of her clitorise that tender nerve centre hidden in its protective hood and tucked away so delicately. She moaned as his prehensile tongue curled itself around the little bud, the sensation beyond anything so far with this her son, he who had come from this very body, the moment frozen in her mind forever as that tongue wobbled the little nerve centre and she began to flood his lower jaw with her wetness, her body quivering with the fantastic sensation of her first climax of the night, her legs like jelly now her body supported by his strong hands under her seat, his thumbs pressing into each cheek of her backside as the weight collapsed into his ready palms and she pulled his head closer to her pelvis in a sturdy grip. He eased her backwards onto her bed; the old, gold coloured bedspread enveloped her body in its clutches as she flopped back into its folds, opening her legs wide to allow him deeper into her body, his tongue slipping deep into her birth canal filling her, slipping smoothly into her like some thin inquisitive phallus, as he swirled it around the slippery cavity. Her second climax hit her like some tidal wave, huge, crashing and washing through her body, in a way she had not experienced except through pain since the owner of that tongues conception all those years before. He moved up her body before the climax had subsided, slipping his eager tool into her with ease, like an old hand, she began to move under him unable to stop the ...
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