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MOM, MY COUSIN, and ME

Date: 9/10/2015, Categories: Anal, Mature, Taboo, Author: mind_warrior_2000, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

to her waist before she even seemed to notice what he was doing, and at that point she pulled her mouth away from mine. She looked really sexy then, even though she was my mom, with her brassiere clad breasts exposed and her waist showing in her opened blouse. She grew really indignant then, and told him in no uncertain terms what she thought of his actions. But I noticed that she didn't do a thing about buttoning her blouse back up, even while she was raising hell. And all the time she was bitching, I was seeing so much of her cleavage that I was having trouble keeping my cock from bursting my pants. She might be my mother but my cock didn't care a bit. Seeing the way her tits overflowed her brassiere was one hell of an erotic sight! My cousin just laughed at her as she gave him hell, offered her another beer and told her she was fun to tease. The next thing I knew he'd not only sweet- talked Mother out of being upset, but she was giggling and letting him kiss her again and her blouse was still wide open. Then, as they giggled and smooched, my cousin slid his hands behind her, caught her brassiere snaps, and undid them. Mother squealed again and jerked away from him and wound up in my arms again in the process, but it was me that stiffled her complaints with a kiss that time, and I have to admit I was excited and nervous. She whimpered a little and complained to me about what he'd done to her, but she soon stopped complaining and snuggled in for still more smooching. The ... scene was way beyond my wildest dreams. This was my own mother I was kissing in the back of my cousin's van, and not only did she forget about her unsnapped brassiere, but she began darting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I kissed her. Then I saw my cousin was fondling her legs as my mother and I necked, and that he was easing her skirt higher up her full, voluptuious thighs. As we kissed, one of Mother's arms moved from around my neck, and then went around it again. Then she repeated the process with her other arm, and I wondered what she was doing. Then I saw my cousin's hands on her bare shoulders and knew he'd been the one who'd moved her arms and he'd taken her blouse all the way off of her. When I saw her blouse on the floor of the camper I almost choked. What the hell would the old man do if he saw what was happening? Here was my prudish mother at a drive-in movie-her skirt was almost all the way up to her big, delectable ass. Her blouse was completely off her, and, judging from the look on my cousin's face as he looked at her tits, she was about to lose her brassiere too. My cock got harder at the thought of those sweet melons being exposed. I told myself I couldn't think those kinds of thoughts about my own mother, but I still thought them anyway. Then my cousin made a smooth move with his hands and Mother gasped, and I knew it had happened. I looked down, and sure as hell, my mother's brassiere was on the floor of the camper, too. Her firm breasts were completely ...