About what? The combination of our juices pushed me out of her and continued to ooze slowly from her as she collapsed onto her bed. Mark my fucking pussy! Mark my fucking pussy! Some of this was starting to make sense except for one lingering problem, whom was currently between my mother’s legs having her first drink of female. Don’t you cum unless you beg for it!”
She said nothing, but lowered her face to the bed and thrust her ass back against me even harder to compensate for my weakening efforts. I had more important things to think about, like the perfect heart shaped flesh in front of me. She continued to spasm until she fell over. Apparently a rich kid was his solution to not having rich parents anymore. This was how we showed our love for each other. He got up and walked slowly, yet confidently to my mother and quickly removed his cock from his sweats. There’s no way my dick is feeling the sensation of her young tightness gripping it and not letting go, or her overabundance of juices squirting out onto it.
