1. Policewomen 2: Trina and Son


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Bestiality, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Death, Drug, Extreme, Hardcore, Horror, Incest, Males / Female, Rape, Teen Male / Female, Torture, Violence, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 83.7, Source: sexstories.com

    said, walking in front of the horse, rubbing his head, making her way to his mid-section. “If he is watching me,” Trina went to her knees, licking her lips, admiring Dale’s huge cock. “Then let’s give him a good show,” she quickly grabbed the base of Dale's equine cock, bringing the tip to her mouth and engulfing it. It was quite difficult to get his entire cockhead in her mouth, but she opened it as wide as she could, his bulbous tip taking up her entire mouth. She sucked as fast as she could, while jacking his long shaft. Smiling at herself, moaning at the taste of horse cock. “This isn’t so bad,” She thought, bringing her hand to Dale’s big, hanging balls. “Mmmmm,” she moaned again, her eyes darting around, looking over shoulder for Richie but not seeing him anywhere in the tree line. Trina kept going, kept jacking Dale and sucking the tip. The horse grunted, shifting his weight on his back legs, he was cumming. “Yes!” Trina cried out in her head, her mouth, throat filling with horse semen. The thick, gooey fluid overflowed out of her mouth, dripping off her chin onto her breasts. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and laughed as it spurt several more globs of cum on her face. “Thanks Dale,” she stood, wiping it off her face and chest. “Guess I’ll rinse this off.” Trina swam around a little more, keeping an eye out for Richie – she still didn’t see him. “That was also illegal,” Trina said, walking out of the lake, using her shirt to dry her hair. “Please don’t tell ...
    anyone, Dale. Ok?” After she got dressed, she mounted up and rode back to camp. Trina felt slight disappointment that her son was sitting on the boulder, sipping water, trying to stay cool. “Hi again, that was great! You should’ve joined me. The water was very cool,” Trina said, hopping off Dale. Richie chuckled, poking the ground with a stick, “Nah.” Trina rustled his hair, walking behind him, squeezing a little water out of her tank top on his head. “See?” Richie avoided it as best he could, not really annoyed by it. Trina took him by surprise, sitting on his lap. “Four nights out here. You and me. Think you can handle it?” “What do you mean?” “Well, we’re out here in the wilderness, alone,” Trina said, grabbing Richie’s hand, placing it on her damp thigh. “Strange things could happen. We could be in for a very crazy time.” “Sure,” he rolled his eyes. “Richie?” she tipped his chin with her index finger. “Have you spied on me recently?” “Mom, I told you, I’d never do that again. I felt too guilty.” “I see,” Trina lowered her gaze. “It’s not that big a deal, you know.” “Why are we talking about this again?” Richie asked, slightly annoyed and embarrassed. “I’m just saying, we’re both adults, we’re comfortable around each other. Sneaking a peek at a woman you find attractive isn’t that big a deal. Do you find me attractive?” Richie paused a moment, “Well, yeah, but it’s not right to spy on a woman while she’s, you know.” “Masturbating or showering or having sex?” Trina asked. “Yes.” ...
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