1. Halloween Mom


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: Bountyhunter310, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    back. I did! Our screams were echoing around the room when we both came five minutes later. There'd never been anything like this in my life before. It was as though some primeval gene had been awakened and set loose. Simply taking a woman whether she wanted to or not. Forcing her to like it. I realized that this was how sex should be. And I knew instinctively where this a****listic need had come from — I'd inherited it from the woman lying, panting and sore, bruised and wet, needy and violent, open and dripping out my cum, on my bed. My mother. We were two of a kind. &#034I want a set of keys,&#034 I ordered as I stood by the edge of the bed, feeding my sticky cock into mom's mouth, letting her clean it with her tongue. &#034Why?&#034 she asked after I'd pulled the saliva covered length slowly from between her lips. &#034So when I want you I'll just come and get you Patty.&#034 &#034I'm married... Stan, and Will. This was a mistake...&#034 &#034Fuck them... you're mine now,&#034 I said as I grabbed her arm and started to march her towards the front door, her body bruised and naked, my semen sliding down her thighs. &#034Who are you, tell me,&#034 she pled, holding onto my arm as I went to leave through the front door. I'd taken a full set of keys from the hall table. &#034I'm going to put my baby in you Patty,&#034 I promised as I let my eyes slowly run up and down her body. &#034I hate you... I never want to see you again... I'll call the police... you're a bastard,&#034 ...
    were just some of the choice remarks my mom rained down on my departing back. 2:45 A.M. Parents Bedroom &#034Where were you? Was it that bastard Parker?&#034 Dad demanded, his hate for the man obvious. As I watched them on the grainy tape I realized that maybe dad had known what had been going on. &#034No.&#034 &#034Who was it then?&#034 &#034I don't know.&#034 &#034You don't fucking know!&#034 dad screamed. &#034Weren't your fucking eyes open?&#034 &#034He was in a costume.&#034 &#034You had sex with someone and you don't even know who it was? Are you crazy?&#034 Dad asked incredulously. &#034He ****d me,&#034 mom said softly. &#034WHAT?&#034 &#034HE ****D ME,&#034 mom repeated, then in a softer voice added, &#034he caught me in the back garden... on our side.&#034 &#034But... who,&#034 dad stammered, clearly stunned by the unexpected charge. &#034I was coming home to get a bottle of rum... some ice... they were running out, I took the shortcut through the hedge.&#034 &#034Running out?&#034 dad muttered, still in a state of shock from mom's use of the word ****. &#034When I cut through the hedge... I had just got through and then he grabbed me from behind... he pushed me to the ground... he had a costume on Stan... a mask, he was so strong,&#034 mom said with tears in her voice. &#034What'd he do?&#034 dad asked woodenly. &#034He was the man who was wearing the 'Zorro' costume... I'd seen him at the party earlier,&#034 mom said, ignoring dad's question. &#034You mean he's one ...
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