1. Halloween Mom


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

    between her legs. &#034I hate you.&#034 &#034You love it... you love my cock fucking you,&#034 I said as I pushed two fingers inside her. &#034Why? You're married,&#034 she demanded. &#034She's not like you... she's a cold bitch, I need a cock slut like you.&#034 &#034I'm not,&#034 she denied even as she arched her hips up into my probing hand. &#034We're made for each other bitch,&#034 I said as I untied her and laid her across my lap, then mixed caresses with sharp slaps to her firm, tight bum that I soon had glowing red under my onslaught. I finally let her slip off my lap and down to her knees between my legs where she sat panting, her teary eyes staring at the snake again lengthening just inches from her mouth. &#034It's ugly,&#034 she hissed as her left hand closed around him. &#034You like it that he's so big don't you Patty,&#034 I teased, enjoying calling my mom by her first name. &#034Kiss it Patty, kiss the big cock.&#034 &#034It's not that big,&#034 she insisted even as she started to pump me. &#034It's better than Graham's isn't it? You should have seen him crying when I put my knife on it. He was afraid I was going to cut it off.&#034 &#034You had no right.&#034 &#034Much bigger than your husbands,&#034 I boasted. &#034I love him,&#034 mom answered between long, moist licks up and down my shaft. I fucked her all night, finally leaving just as dawn was approaching. &#034I'll be back tonight... late... be ready,&#034 I warned as I left. &#034I'll call the ...
    cops.&#034 &#034Then you'll never feel this again,&#034 I said as I grabbed my penis and waved it at her. &#034Who are you?&#034 she demanded. &#034I'm the man who comes and fucks you when you need it, that's who I am,&#034 I answered. &#034I have to know... please, if we're going to continue to do this...&#034 &#034Of course we're going to continue... when I want,&#034 I said as I left her room. She was waiting, naked, washed, and perfumed, her hair combed and lustrous, when I walked into her bedroom the next night. There were two candles casting romantic, flickering light on my body as I moved toward her bed. &#034Fuck me,&#034 she ordered, &#034fuck your little slut Patty.&#034 I did! Then I took her ass. Mrs. Patricia Miller was in love with her son's cock! The respected real estate agent, the popular community mom, the loving wife, was unmasked, simply becoming a screaming dervish when impaled on her son's big cock. The reasoning human being was gone, the a****l born. In the weeks and months that followed we'd come together randomly. A crashing, violent, smashing together of two hungry a****ls. Lust and need. Love. Hunger. Then on Christmas day mom and dad announced to me that I was going to have a s****r (or so they hoped). I acted suitably surprised even though I'd heard them discussing it for a couple of weeks. I'd heard worried, whispered conversations in their private sanctuary that my cameras and microphones had easily caught. &#034It could be his,&#034 mom had said ...
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