Anything for Mommy’s boy.”
I reached under her and squeezed her big tits as she smoked, fucking her ass until I couldn’t anymore, shooting cum into her colon three times. She was talking down to me, like I was five years old, and it still worked! Her long red mane descended in a ponytail to the middle of her back, and she wore only a little makeup. I saw she was very nervous. Let me go! “MY man, with a BIG dick that I made.” She smiled, then started to suck it. She had cut the burnt outside of the cake away, but it had still tasted like ashes with frosting. She got up and sat next to me, holding my face to her cleavage. “Mommy can make everything better. “Yeah, can we go swim? If you make me happy, you can be happy too. She was talking down to me, like I was five years old, and it still worked! “I’m sorry, Mom. It’s tempting, but…”
Karen said, “Did she offer you blowjobs, if she could stay here? Wonderful aromas filled the air, freshly made marinara, bread baking, and chicken frying on the stove. Why did you hurt me so bad!”
I cuddled up to her and rested my face between her breasts, enjoying the calming feeling.
