Truck driver 's wife
Truck driver 's wife
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I'm 35 years old and have a teenage son, I got used to being home alone with my son because my husband is a truck driver and he travels all the time sometimes even staying away for three months i never complained although i missed him very much when i was missing sex usually relieved me with some things like deodorant tubes vegetables such as carrots cucumbers and even eggplants My husband on his travels certainly wouldn't stay without eating some sausages along the roads where he passed, because show girls are not lacking and I am no naive to imagine that he would be in drought for so long until returning home, instead of him Over time my son grew up and became a handsome boy, but it doesn't seem that he has only ??? and was already dating a girl of his age, and when he introduced her to me, I immediately thought: This is not the woman for him. She had long hair, a long skirt, didn't wear lipstick or any kind of adornment that makes a girl at her age look prettier to impress a boy. I immediately imagined she was an evangelical - not that I have anything against Evangelicals - but girls today do everything for the guy: get them right; they are not satisfied with little, want fun, kissing, getting laid and fucking a lot. A few months had passed, and I didn't see those two kissing or even fucking each other. And my son was definitely in a state of mourning. I went back to my affairs but that image does not leave my head, and it ended up leading me wanting to have this dick of my son inside me since I was long enough without sex. If that girl did not give for my son didn't know what he was missing, was impressive how him so young at the peak of his ??? years had such a developed tool from those giving water in any woman's mouth, including mine and I was willing not to miss this opportunity. If my husband can eat other cupcakes out there, because I cannot also enjoy other sticks and kill my hunger for sex, and if he had someone at home who could do that was my son, which from now on began to see him with new eyes not only as a child but as a potential male capable of satisfying a woman thirsty for sex even though she is his mother. At home I always wore shorts or short skirts, not too much, and was careful that when sitting down my private parts didn't show up even in well-behaved underpants. So I thought to myself why not start there by discreetly shortening the skirt a little bit more and widening the legs of the shorts I used to wear, then walking around the house without any panties on so discretely as I sat next to my son I pretended to be careless so he would have an opportunity to see my bouquet through the pants or beneath my skirt. I also stopped wearing a bra at home, so that he could occasionally see my breasts in their entirety and delight himself by observing this pile of flesh with its hard pink beaks. Back and forth I would do this, making sure that my son saw it and liked it because you could tell when his dick was swelling up inside the clothes he had on. And to provoke him even more, one time while he was watching TV in the living room, He'd look at me when he knew I had my eyes on the TV, but from the corner of his eyeballs and peripheral vision I could tell that he was staring straight into my vagina so I contracted my vaginal musculature, my little mouthpiece twitched and trembled in front of him.
When it was later the weather turned and started raining and blowing hard, causing some trees in my neighborhood to fall down, thus hitting the electricity grid, which made power supply cut off. It got dark and we were in darkness, he came asking to sleep with me: Mother can I sleep with you today, my heart shot up like that of a teenage girl who fucks for the first time sees and feels come the time to lose his cappuccino with the person chosen, having my son sleeping with me in my bed could not have anything better. A thousand things and situations went through my head before I said: Of course love, yes you can !!! I was very excited, I needed sex, my body was on fire, I was a few minutes from committing incest with my son, although it tormented me, the excitement that I felt was so much that this would be the least of problems. Then he came to my bed, I entered the room with a lit candle for some clarity, and saw my son lying only in white underwear with his semi-hard stick at one side marking the panties. I extinguished the candle and took off my clothes, including the tiny panties that I was wearing at the time, lay on the bed with his back to my son and soon felt him lean against me, grabbed his arm and threw it over my body, bringing his hand up to my breasts. After touching them I also drove her at the height of my hips holding his hand and taking it down to my thigh so he would realize that I had nothing, completely naked. Still keeping his hand I carried it to my little bouquet which was already ripped by my erection. He cuddled closer to me, and I felt his hard cock right inside my underwear rubbing against my butt. I reached behind him with my hand and squeezed it into the panties holding tightly that hot stiff pole, feeling him pulsing full of willpower. My son lowered his pants a little bit, releasing his dick while my hand slowly punched him. I leaned down on him firmly lifting up my leg placing it over his ass and brushed his penis onto the soft lips of my pussy, sensing the warmth of this red head in her small buttocks, then asked almost moaning: Have you ever had a kiss before? No mommy boy!!! Not even your girlfriend? No, she never let me pass her hand!!! So eat the kiss of your mother son, I'm crazy to give it to you, enjoy love, eat what I am giving only for you. Eat your little mommy. Put that dick in my pocket and make me happy, tear me up with this delicious cock, enjoying its milk on the bottle of his hot mother, go!
Now it was my son who guided his own stick in my bucket, between my lips to my neck looking for the entrance, I tried to stand on my back with him over me.
My heart seemed to be going out of my mouth... Nervous as if it was my first time, I opened up more legs and he came in between them, his leg between mine and him like a desperate one because it was his first time when his stick found my crack was bogging down the bag:
Ooooh, now hit it hard son!
It started to explode, and my first enjoyment in the dick of my son was eminent. Ooooh fuck; it makes me laugh... Go! go! don't stop!... Oooooh child! Oooouhhhh! What a delight!... Put all your strength into going! waaiiiii! Iiiiiiissssoooo!!!! ...
And it was enough to give ten kicks for him also start shouting that he was enjoying Enjoy your slutty bitch, enjoy!...in my dickaaaa you whore!!! My son babbled the first words while fucking me, and for the first time at the peak of his hard-on called me a bitch , cunt, bitch, making my hardness go high by hearing such compliments from her mouth. Compliments? Yes praise, because in the height of hard work these adjectives sound like praises and only make their penis increase. Ooooh boy! Ooooohhhh! What delightful!...I'm going to have fun on your cock !!! Ooooooh fuck, I'll goooorrrrr too!!!!!! Mommy!!!! That is .. My son couldn't hold it any longer... we groaned together in a delicious orgasm, with him filling my bucket with his warm little milk. It was the first time he had ever eaten one and was rewarded by being given its own mother's cup after eating me tasty I turned from side of shell and he snuggled up next to me glued on my ass so i kicked some wood. I got down on my knees in bed sticking my face into the pillow, he understood how much I wanted him to fuck me.
Quickly he settled behind me and put his stick between the lips of my bouquet and I was pushing slowly.
Hhhhhummmmmmm! There, there. Haaaaaa!!!!! His dick looked hotter and thicker than the first time it came in tighter making me groan with a hard-on..
He noticed I was holding on, so he went in until his body came up against mine and his bag hit my grill with every move... the feeling that I had is being ripped apart. but when it started to pump, I howled more than a hot dog would do, so I had an insane orgasm which lasted for at least two or three minutes till his dick swelled even further We slept, and I woke up there at four o'clock in the morning with his finger stuck on my butt, understood what he wanted, took a pot of Vaseline from the servant's drawer next to the bed, and with two fingers licked my ass, shoved both my fingers inside it, pounded its dick and left him wet with my saliva and said: Come my stallion tasty ... Shove this fucking into my arse... Oooooh! Ooooh! Put everything son !!! , Tuuuuuudo!!! ... My whole body vibrated with pleasure feeling that shit go slowly entering within my tail ... When his combs touched my buttocks, he started back-and-forth from punching to the bottom!!! That's it son! Kick your mommy!! Kickoff! Whaaaaayyyy! Stronger! Maaaaiissss!... Ooooh mother; what a delight of tight ass... Oooooh! Oooeh! Aaaaaahhhhh!... My son was kicking my cock with pleasure and I would tighten my little ring by squeezing his dick even more so as to give him much more pleasure. It is too good mama! Aaaaaaah!..After a few kicks in my ass, I asked him to get off of my butt and lie on his stomach. He lay down with his hard-on pointing at the ceiling; I held it up and licked that stick's head which had just come out from my arse, soaking it once more. Every time he punched me, I was rolling like crazy and his dick would tear all over my body and leave me shivering. He literally took it in the ass for a few minutes while I rode on his cock. The fucking continued to be intense at an unusual speed until we were both jolted with delightful joy. Shhhh... shhhshhhhhhhhhh goooozaaaaannndoooo!!! We were both shaken by overwhelming joy, and I felt his dick throbbing inside me before he poured all of his fun into my asshole, having a great time right there in the bottom of my rectum. The only sounds after that enjoyment was moans and muffled whispers of our pleasure. After I heard his cock shriveling up, come out from above, and an ocean of fucking came out of my butt, appeared with hand and still licked my cunt satisfying myself to the extreme, fell sideways exhausted, gasping for breath, and my sweaty son almost without strength. I went to the bathroom to pee and wash my burning pussy, releasing all of my son's poo stored in it, we slept a little more until daybreak. Soon my son woke up hot, his warm rough tongue ran through my breasts, caressing around the nipples that were also lightly bitten , tearing sighs from me and leaving my skin all tingled . After lovingly sucking each one of them, her mouth was descending slowly and delightfully down my belly towards my skirt, opening my legs, wrapping me as much as possible . He settled his head in the middle of them, smelled the delicious scent of that hot and moist porridge, put his tongue into my mouthpiece to suck it with pleasure. His tongue alternated between mine dripping from excitement and my burning asshole. I started having uncontrollable spasms and was soon laughing madly at him. I held myself back so as not to scream, gasp stifled, sneezed and almost lost consciousness, but I enjoyed those delightful moments like never before. When we went to take our bath I could not resist seeing that mast again standing up, it was my duty to repay this tasty blowjob that my son had provided me with a little bit, I knelt down and asked: May I suck your cock son? <unk>. "Of course mother... You can suck at will". Nothing better than taking a warm milk before breakfast, holding that thick chest in my hand, I felt its heat and that delicious smell of pica, then falling from the mouth into my son's pica. I sucked slowly , delicately and affectionately to prolong his pleasure . I was gluttonous and hungry, sucking the poop like a bottle feeder, sometimes swallowing the whole sack with his testicles between my teeth without hurting them by making movements of tongue in the bag. Then I swallowed the entire member to release it slowly .Oh! Oh! What delightful mother! More! What a delicious mouth! Go! Suck!...<unk>. I'm goooooozarrrr!!!!!! i am going to gooooozzarrrr!!!!! , opened my mouth wide and punched the poop of my son, whose head was wedged between my lips, joy came in strong jets, almost choked me with the cock hitting on my throat and again filling my mouth, released his pinto receiving all the rest on my face and breasts. Again I cupped its stick, and only released the mast when I collected the last drop of sperm it contained . Now yes, I was satisfied and I think my son is too because on his first time with a woman he did the full service, ate her pussy, sucked my boobs, had fun in my mouth feeding his mother through three holes that could give pleasure to any man. Now I don't miss my husband trucker so much anymore since my boy takes over for dad when he's not there and when he arrives he completes what he lacks. How about girlfriend? He danced. So why does a guy need a girl who doesn't let go of his little pussy for him? Now he has me, if before I was only a mother to him. But now besides being his mother... He's got in me a lovely mistress who satisfies him and gives him pleasure whenever he wants it.
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Mayara Born F 29 January 2017
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I'm 35 years old and have a teenage son, I got used to being home alone with my son because my husband is a truck driver and he travels all the time sometimes even staying away for three months i never complained although i missed him very much when i was missing sex usually relieved me with some things like deodorant tubes vegetables such as carrots cucumbers and even eggplants My husband on his travels certainly wouldn't stay without eating some sausages along the roads where he passed, because show girls are not lacking and I am no naive to imagine that he would be in drought for so long until returning home, instead of him Over time my son grew up and became a handsome boy, but it doesn't seem that he has only ??? and was already dating a girl of his age, and when he introduced her to me, I immediately thought: This is not the woman for him. She had long hair, a long skirt, didn't wear lipstick or any kind of adornment that makes a girl at her age look prettier to impress a boy. I immediately imagined she was an evangelical - not that I have anything against Evangelicals - but girls today do everything for the guy: get them right; they are not satisfied with little, want fun, kissing, getting laid and fucking a lot. A few months had passed, and I didn't see those two kissing or even fucking each other. And my son was definitely in a state of mourning. I went back to my affairs but that image does not leave my head, and it ended up leading me wanting to have this dick of my son inside me since I was long enough without sex. If that girl did not give for my son didn't know what he was missing, was impressive how him so young at the peak of his ??? years had such a developed tool from those giving water in any woman's mouth, including mine and I was willing not to miss this opportunity. If my husband can eat other cupcakes out there, because I cannot also enjoy other sticks and kill my hunger for sex, and if he had someone at home who could do that was my son, which from now on began to see him with new eyes not only as a child but as a potential male capable of satisfying a woman thirsty for sex even though she is his mother. At home I always wore shorts or short skirts, not too much, and was careful that when sitting down my private parts didn't show up even in well-behaved underpants. So I thought to myself why not start there by discreetly shortening the skirt a little bit more and widening the legs of the shorts I used to wear, then walking around the house without any panties on so discretely as I sat next to my son I pretended to be careless so he would have an opportunity to see my bouquet through the pants or beneath my skirt. I also stopped wearing a bra at home, so that he could occasionally see my breasts in their entirety and delight himself by observing this pile of flesh with its hard pink beaks. Back and forth I would do this, making sure that my son saw it and liked it because you could tell when his dick was swelling up inside the clothes he had on. And to provoke him even more, one time while he was watching TV in the living room, He'd look at me when he knew I had my eyes on the TV, but from the corner of his eyeballs and peripheral vision I could tell that he was staring straight into my vagina so I contracted my vaginal musculature, my little mouthpiece twitched and trembled in front of him.
When it was later the weather turned and started raining and blowing hard, causing some trees in my neighborhood to fall down, thus hitting the electricity grid, which made power supply cut off. It got dark and we were in darkness, he came asking to sleep with me: Mother can I sleep with you today, my heart shot up like that of a teenage girl who fucks for the first time sees and feels come the time to lose his cappuccino with the person chosen, having my son sleeping with me in my bed could not have anything better. A thousand things and situations went through my head before I said: Of course love, yes you can !!! I was very excited, I needed sex, my body was on fire, I was a few minutes from committing incest with my son, although it tormented me, the excitement that I felt was so much that this would be the least of problems. Then he came to my bed, I entered the room with a lit candle for some clarity, and saw my son lying only in white underwear with his semi-hard stick at one side marking the panties. I extinguished the candle and took off my clothes, including the tiny panties that I was wearing at the time, lay on the bed with his back to my son and soon felt him lean against me, grabbed his arm and threw it over my body, bringing his hand up to my breasts. After touching them I also drove her at the height of my hips holding his hand and taking it down to my thigh so he would realize that I had nothing, completely naked. Still keeping his hand I carried it to my little bouquet which was already ripped by my erection. He cuddled closer to me, and I felt his hard cock right inside my underwear rubbing against my butt. I reached behind him with my hand and squeezed it into the panties holding tightly that hot stiff pole, feeling him pulsing full of willpower. My son lowered his pants a little bit, releasing his dick while my hand slowly punched him. I leaned down on him firmly lifting up my leg placing it over his ass and brushed his penis onto the soft lips of my pussy, sensing the warmth of this red head in her small buttocks, then asked almost moaning: Have you ever had a kiss before? No mommy boy!!! Not even your girlfriend? No, she never let me pass her hand!!! So eat the kiss of your mother son, I'm crazy to give it to you, enjoy love, eat what I am giving only for you. Eat your little mommy. Put that dick in my pocket and make me happy, tear me up with this delicious cock, enjoying its milk on the bottle of his hot mother, go!
Now it was my son who guided his own stick in my bucket, between my lips to my neck looking for the entrance, I tried to stand on my back with him over me.
My heart seemed to be going out of my mouth... Nervous as if it was my first time, I opened up more legs and he came in between them, his leg between mine and him like a desperate one because it was his first time when his stick found my crack was bogging down the bag:
Ooooh, now hit it hard son!
It started to explode, and my first enjoyment in the dick of my son was eminent. Ooooh fuck; it makes me laugh... Go! go! don't stop!... Oooooh child! Oooouhhhh! What a delight!... Put all your strength into going! waaiiiii! Iiiiiiissssoooo!!!! ...
And it was enough to give ten kicks for him also start shouting that he was enjoying Enjoy your slutty bitch, enjoy!...in my dickaaaa you whore!!! My son babbled the first words while fucking me, and for the first time at the peak of his hard-on called me a bitch , cunt, bitch, making my hardness go high by hearing such compliments from her mouth. Compliments? Yes praise, because in the height of hard work these adjectives sound like praises and only make their penis increase. Ooooh boy! Ooooohhhh! What delightful!...I'm going to have fun on your cock !!! Ooooooh fuck, I'll goooorrrrr too!!!!!! Mommy!!!! That is .. My son couldn't hold it any longer... we groaned together in a delicious orgasm, with him filling my bucket with his warm little milk. It was the first time he had ever eaten one and was rewarded by being given its own mother's cup after eating me tasty I turned from side of shell and he snuggled up next to me glued on my ass so i kicked some wood. I got down on my knees in bed sticking my face into the pillow, he understood how much I wanted him to fuck me.
Quickly he settled behind me and put his stick between the lips of my bouquet and I was pushing slowly.
Hhhhhummmmmmm! There, there. Haaaaaa!!!!! His dick looked hotter and thicker than the first time it came in tighter making me groan with a hard-on..
He noticed I was holding on, so he went in until his body came up against mine and his bag hit my grill with every move... the feeling that I had is being ripped apart. but when it started to pump, I howled more than a hot dog would do, so I had an insane orgasm which lasted for at least two or three minutes till his dick swelled even further We slept, and I woke up there at four o'clock in the morning with his finger stuck on my butt, understood what he wanted, took a pot of Vaseline from the servant's drawer next to the bed, and with two fingers licked my ass, shoved both my fingers inside it, pounded its dick and left him wet with my saliva and said: Come my stallion tasty ... Shove this fucking into my arse... Oooooh! Ooooh! Put everything son !!! , Tuuuuuudo!!! ... My whole body vibrated with pleasure feeling that shit go slowly entering within my tail ... When his combs touched my buttocks, he started back-and-forth from punching to the bottom!!! That's it son! Kick your mommy!! Kickoff! Whaaaaayyyy! Stronger! Maaaaiissss!... Ooooh mother; what a delight of tight ass... Oooooh! Oooeh! Aaaaaahhhhh!... My son was kicking my cock with pleasure and I would tighten my little ring by squeezing his dick even more so as to give him much more pleasure. It is too good mama! Aaaaaaah!..After a few kicks in my ass, I asked him to get off of my butt and lie on his stomach. He lay down with his hard-on pointing at the ceiling; I held it up and licked that stick's head which had just come out from my arse, soaking it once more. Every time he punched me, I was rolling like crazy and his dick would tear all over my body and leave me shivering. He literally took it in the ass for a few minutes while I rode on his cock. The fucking continued to be intense at an unusual speed until we were both jolted with delightful joy. Shhhh... shhhshhhhhhhhhh goooozaaaaannndoooo!!! We were both shaken by overwhelming joy, and I felt his dick throbbing inside me before he poured all of his fun into my asshole, having a great time right there in the bottom of my rectum. The only sounds after that enjoyment was moans and muffled whispers of our pleasure. After I heard his cock shriveling up, come out from above, and an ocean of fucking came out of my butt, appeared with hand and still licked my cunt satisfying myself to the extreme, fell sideways exhausted, gasping for breath, and my sweaty son almost without strength. I went to the bathroom to pee and wash my burning pussy, releasing all of my son's poo stored in it, we slept a little more until daybreak. Soon my son woke up hot, his warm rough tongue ran through my breasts, caressing around the nipples that were also lightly bitten , tearing sighs from me and leaving my skin all tingled . After lovingly sucking each one of them, her mouth was descending slowly and delightfully down my belly towards my skirt, opening my legs, wrapping me as much as possible . He settled his head in the middle of them, smelled the delicious scent of that hot and moist porridge, put his tongue into my mouthpiece to suck it with pleasure. His tongue alternated between mine dripping from excitement and my burning asshole. I started having uncontrollable spasms and was soon laughing madly at him. I held myself back so as not to scream, gasp stifled, sneezed and almost lost consciousness, but I enjoyed those delightful moments like never before. When we went to take our bath I could not resist seeing that mast again standing up, it was my duty to repay this tasty blowjob that my son had provided me with a little bit, I knelt down and asked: May I suck your cock son? <unk>. "Of course mother... You can suck at will". Nothing better than taking a warm milk before breakfast, holding that thick chest in my hand, I felt its heat and that delicious smell of pica, then falling from the mouth into my son's pica. I sucked slowly , delicately and affectionately to prolong his pleasure . I was gluttonous and hungry, sucking the poop like a bottle feeder, sometimes swallowing the whole sack with his testicles between my teeth without hurting them by making movements of tongue in the bag. Then I swallowed the entire member to release it slowly .Oh! Oh! What delightful mother! More! What a delicious mouth! Go! Suck!...<unk>. I'm goooooozarrrr!!!!!! i am going to gooooozzarrrr!!!!! , opened my mouth wide and punched the poop of my son, whose head was wedged between my lips, joy came in strong jets, almost choked me with the cock hitting on my throat and again filling my mouth, released his pinto receiving all the rest on my face and breasts. Again I cupped its stick, and only released the mast when I collected the last drop of sperm it contained . Now yes, I was satisfied and I think my son is too because on his first time with a woman he did the full service, ate her pussy, sucked my boobs, had fun in my mouth feeding his mother through three holes that could give pleasure to any man. Now I don't miss my husband trucker so much anymore since my boy takes over for dad when he's not there and when he arrives he completes what he lacks. How about girlfriend? He danced. So why does a guy need a girl who doesn't let go of his little pussy for him? Now he has me, if before I was only a mother to him. But now besides being his mother... He's got in me a lovely mistress who satisfies him and gives him pleasure whenever he wants it.
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Mayara Born F 29 January 2017
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