After the Accident (Part 2)

I'm not sure what you mean.
I sucked so eagerly, with such desire and pleasure that the saliva of my spit flowed which dripped on the bathroom floor...
The self-sounding groans echoed inside the bathroom...
He would moan with my mouth on his dick and I'd whine and sigh a lot...
A million things went through my head while I was paying for the biggest kiss of my life by listening to her moan.
It's been almost seven years since I knew what a parrot was...
So long faithful to a man who betrayed me, but now I've been screwed...
I'd discount the old and the new, And all that shame i spent fucking my son like a whore.
But to keep him from making fun of us, we went into the bedroom and lay on the bed.
I positioned myself lying down like he told me to...
He rolled his body over mine while I opened myself wide to receive him.
He resurrected the good bed bug that made him famous amongst girls, who was asleep because of his accident and went into action...
She held the stick and brushed with her head, massaging my clitoris and sliding between my lips.
My body convulsed, I felt everything in me electrify...
I was filled with a smile of joy on my face and my countenance was full of happiness... before pushing the stick into his own mother's little sketch, he still acting like a gentleman asks ...
- Mom, are you sure I can eat your lollipop...
Sighing and full of horny I answer..
- My son... seven years your father doesn't eat me, betraying me Mamae needs a good blow to relieve myself so I can calm down.
And for two years I've been dreaming of this hour my son... eat mommy ... Eat it makes me happy fill me with that happiness..
I was still talking when he started pushing the roll in.
I let out a spoken whimper.
That was so good I could hardly believe that I'm getting a blow job again...
We were like two teenagers discovering sex, but I was the quiet one...
He was full of desperate desire doing everything too fast...
His strong, violent blows that violated my little sketch forced me to intervene...
- Calm down son!!! No need to hurry..Mommy's little sketch is here love...It is only yours ... Mommy is here my love, I will not run away.... Eat slowly so that we can enjoy it well ...
He then proceeded to give long strokes, pulling and placing them slowly.
But when he pounded that whole chest deep inside of me, I screamed as if to cry but it was from a desperation for pleasure which drove him mad...
He would accelerate the back and forth movements, then he'd go in again with a lot of force and violence, causing me such wonderful pain on that cock...
I tried to hold on as hard as I could with the rest of my strength, but I couldn't...
I started making fun, pissing milk all over the body of that big fat dick... he noticed my mockery and lost control for good.
The speed of the punches increased even more and I gave in to despair at that pleasure...
It was the first time I shouted out.
Mommy is enjoying my amooooo!!!! Not for now, please! Soooooca!!!
And he obeyed, smashing my lipstick on the first joke with his horse stomping...
In the midst of that wonderful blow, which gave me my first joy in life... I hear her shy voice whispering and stuttering.
- That's great!
And I would respond with complete insanity...
Mommy makes fun of you, my love.
My little boy sounded desperate seeking to give me more and more pleasure....
I'd throw my body back, sink my head on the mattress and nail my nails into a sheet messing everything up....
My little boy with that body weighing on mine, making this crazy puppy hip move really fast while I kept mocking him screaming to the last drop of milk.
Unfortunately, my seemingly endless fun was over. But my body still contracted...
My skin completely frightened, like an asthmatic I gasped and sobbed feeling the last spasms of transcendental joy which ended me in that first moment...
That's what was left of my dead body on the bed...
I was entirely at the mercy of my son's hungry desire.
But I still wanted more dick, more...
I was hungry and insatiable...
Still with his body between my legs beating his stick, he hugs very tightly my waist with both arms.....
His strokes were getting slow and deep, but he still forced me to react with frantic sounds and movement....
It was lovely to see your expressions of pleasure on that beautiful little face, it's a new form of pleasure I discovered...
So I decided to provoke her more and more...
In a voice full of dengue and cuddling I whispered moaning...
- Aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiii!!!! My little whammy!!!!!
And he loved it, like I was suffering from his big dick.
That's how I got him to laugh inside my sketch...
My puppy couldn't take the pressure and exploded his bottle full of milk inside me...
He screamed like a freak and I moaned like a whore...
With his scroll stuck inside me, I would rub and push my cheek further on that stick.
We'd joke and lie there for hours without saying a word until we fell asleep.
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