Scone. She was going to have to let someone see the dark giant bruise of a shooter possess. And now forcing her son to confront this, she felt alive with pleasure and proud that she passed, obeyed her orders. thrustng her ass outward as the first jet of her clear hot ejaculate shot an arch across the room. You are still wet from my urine and possibly my ejaculate…And your fingers… Being made to hear her self, in front of her on time was a taboo she never imagined having to confront. Jennifer let out a low bellow. Scone. She had to act humble and embarassed that he had “accidentally” seen her.
When Jennifer heard her son’s voice after a time ask if she was alright, she felt humilation about what she had just displayed to him. But the slut knew, she was a incest humilation loving slut mother. Phone. She felt her clit alert between her legs, she squeezed and pinched it within the hanging lips of her sticky cunt. Jennifer cried and lurched forward, bucking her hips. Jennifer took it and hit the auto dail button and left it on speakerphone.
