Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep21

I uttered a sound somewhere between a moan and a groan.

Mom whimpered at my hungry sound.

What thoughts were running through her head? What did she think I was going to do to her?

My prick pointed straight ahead as I shuffled forward and pressed my knees beneath the small gap of space under my mother's thighs. I lowered my ass to my heels as Mom settled the weight of her thighs against mine. My cock, as hard as a steel pipe, hovered above her ass so close that the warmth of her body dampened my incest-craving dipstick.

Jesus fucking Christ.

I stared at the panty string running through my mother's crack, and in her low-frog-squat, I could see the golden spokes of her asshole in ultra-high definition. How small did her butthole have to be to remain hidden by that string? That string widened at her perineum, thicker nylon bracketing silk, but the damp flesh to the right and left of its center still lay exposed--so fucking sexy. Mom's pussy, with her legs spread and her body stretched forward as it was, pressed hard against her transparent panties, the lacy flower pattern covering and hiding the wet gap between her inner lips.

My cock swelled, or seemed to, rising upward and filling with a thickness that made me afraid for my knob. Was it about to burst? I stretched my left arm forward and took my mother by her hip. She shuddered as I squeezed her flesh hard, laying claim to what should have been my father's property. I lifted my right hand to my mouth, the palm facing upward, and I spit into my palm. Half a second later, I had my slippery fingers around my shaft, and a half-second after that, I was pumping my dick flesh hard enough to make my balls swing back and forth.

her, and as I rocked my body forward, fucking my fist, my thighs rocked into her thighs, which

my mouth, and dropped some more spit onto my cock. Some caromed off my shaft and landed on my mother's ass. Moaning, I resumed

tender meat of her backside with my fingers pointing down. Mom, still taking the slapping of my thighs into hers, pushed back against me whenever I humped her little body forward. She was working hard to keep her head from hitting the headboard. My cock hand blurred, my fingers

moaned. "I'm close,

in tempo and pitch. I squeezed her ass once more before I started sliding my fingers downward. Mom shook her head. Did she know what I had

my knees, still stroking, still holding her between her legs, refusing to let go, but I was still off to the side of her pussy. I wanted to touch that tender piece of pie between her legs. I wanted to hold her cunny in my palm and slide my fingers through her pudding-soft folds, spreading her lips open and touching the stickiness dripping out of her. But I couldn't do that. I could touch her where I was, outside of her panties, where her damp skin filled my hand, and

"I'm gonna come, Mom. Fuck, I'm gonna come on your ass, Mom." I stroked my shaft harder. "Gonna come on my mother's ass!" I tightened my grip around my pole while spreading

buzzing my groin and weakening my legs. My balls tightened and swelled. My shaft expanded, and a lightning rod of ecstasy electrified my glans,

cream into her crack. My cum splashed against her asshole, blending with her G-string,

my voice

Her hand appeared between her legs from below, and she pushed my hand away with a frantic slap, then she cupped her cunny and protected

her head to the left, breathing hard and keeping her eyes closed. The hand with my cum

"Okay."

a tired voice, "One week, Mark. You have to stay away from Jenna for one