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Birthday Morning
Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: TXLOVING2015, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster
her stomach and his mother squeezed her legs together. He had a tight grip on her hair and his cock was deeper then ever. His hard pounding was now deep strokes. He pressed his cock down hard against her pussy and just a few thrusts later, he was erupting inside her. "Ohh, yeah! Good boy, baby. Mommy's proud!" Carrie moaned as she felt her son's thick, white ropes of cum fill her up. They laid in bed, a sticky, cummy, sweaty mess. Her bubble gum-pink lipstick smeared, her pile of curly hair now a tangled mess, her pussy a sloppy, cum-filled pile of tingling flesh. Chris slid out of her and laid on his back, hoping for some rest. Apparently they weren't done. Carrie straddled her son's head and lowered her beat up pussy on to his lips. She felt his hands wrap around her thighs and his lips lock on to her clit. Then his tongue dipped deep inside of her. She felt his cum oozing out of her and she was sure he was getting a load of it in his mouth. He kept lapping and she slowly rocked her hips back and forth. She piled her hair up again and climbed off of him. "Yummy?" she asked? "Oh yeah..." Chris licked his lips. The sun was out now and the room was filled with the scents of pussy, cum, and baby oil. Carrie opened the window next to the bed and a wash of ... fresh air rolled in. She unzipped the boots to let her legs breath. The were filled with sweat and baby oil. She ran a hand across the sweat and oil mixture. "I need a cigarette." Carrie started to get up. "I think Samantha left some in the nightstand on your side." Samantha was his girlfriend. "Oh. Goody. Want one?" Carrie asked as she pulled a pack and a lighter out of the drawer. "I don't smoke." "Oh, then I'll wait." Carrie started to close the drawer. "No, go ahead." Carrie took a cigarette from the pack and delicately held it in her pink lips. She lit it and drew inhaled the smoke, then slowly let it curl out of her mouth. Chris's eyes were fixed on her. "Do you like watching me smoke?" Carrie asked in between drags. He nodded. She smiled and continued playing with the smoke. She blew it out and sucked it back in real quick, then let it lazily trail out of her mouth. Each drag ended with a quiet "pop" as her lipstick became unstuck from the cigarette. She felt warm all over. "Happy birthday, baby." she said as she took another drag of the cigarette. As she finished smoking, she tossed the cigarette out the window and the two lay in bed, covered covered in baby oil and cum, their bodies numb and satisfied.