“Ooh, yes, yes, hold them as handlebars. My hands gripped her thighs, holding her lithe legs as they twitched and spasmed. She still found swearing something naughty. Some emergency or something.”
“Again?” I asked, not really caring. “Ooh, this feels different,” she moaned, her velvety delight squeezing around me. I knew my mother. I freaked out, and the doctor’s words about how I’d have a normal life had rung hollow. My pussy clenched as she slid her lips over my spongy crown. Its spaghetti straps left her delicate shoulders bare. She looked so sexy, and there was that dollop of my cum on her pink, puffy nipple. “Come on,” Allie said, the water matting down the ends of her pigtails as it soaked. Some of it dribbled down to her breasts, landing near her nipple. I buried to the hilt in her. “Allie!” I moaned, my futa-dick spurting over and over. “Good! She sucked hard on me, her tongue dancing around my girl-cock. “Yeah,” I said.
