Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep45

I carried Mom down the shortcut hallway into the living room. Her lips never left mine. Her tongue caressed me as I dipped my fingertips between her thighs, sliding them along the length of her small cunnyhole. I found her clam dewy and wet, sticky to the touch, with a layer of honey that made soft, sticky sounds whenever I dipped my fingers into her. Unable to help myself, I reached upward through my mother's butt crack with my middle fingers and lubricated her asshole with her juices.

"Ooh, baby," Mom whispered against my lips. "You like to get nasty with Mommy, don't you, baby?"

"I take after you," I whispered, prodding her butthole but not trying to enter her puckered backdoor. "You're getting nastier by the hour."

"Uh-huh," Mom said in a throaty voice, nodding her head while wearing a doe-eyed, pouty look. "That's because your father won't let me be naughty with him." Mom pouted. "He'll never let me be as nasty as I want to be."

I had to ask her about that later as I sat her on the back of the couch. I leaned down, bending my knees, and hunching my back as I took my mother's right tit into my mouth. I sucked inward, hard, pulling backward and taking her tit flesh with me, then her areola, followed by her nipples. Her breast meat snapped away with a wet sound, and I moved to her other nub, suckling on it like a starving child.

"Oh, Mark," Mom huffed, "I love how you suck my tits. Mmm, fuck, you're a bad boy."

"I love how they fit in my mouth," I whispered. "But now I need to come. Lie down on the couch."

"Wait," Mom said, taking me by the cheeks and planting several kisses on my lips. "We don't have the time to do this right." She slid her hand down my abdominals, around my cock, and cupped my balls, making my hips jerk and my back arch. "I want you to lie down, and I'll slide my pussy over your prick if that's what I have to do."

I swallowed, trying not to come as Mom's ball-caressing fingers filled my sack with pleasure. "And tomorrow--oh, fuck, Mom, tomorrow--we can do it right,

uttered a throaty laugh and

of the couch and planted my foot on the center cushion, and then I slid my left leg over the backrest, taking Mom with me as I slid down the backrest and

while I held her pussy above my cock. "So

like it when you do things for

mother, a new spark of excitement flared in her eyes. "A mother does

pussy kissing the underside of my glans and sending my cock against my stomach. A quick throb of pleasure soothed the ache between my legs as Mom slid her pussy down my shaft and rested her cunny lips against my balls. She pushed on my shoulders and then my chest, forcing me to lay down as her lips stayed connected to mine until

for it... to me." Mom humped her hips forward, her twat feathering my prick from my balls to my crown. "Momma"--her smile widened into something sinister--"is who you have to come to for your

with every naughty word that

the pussy you need between my legs," Mom said, her words trembling as they left her lips. She mashed her twat against my pole. Her pussy lips spread to either side of my shaft, bulging against the insides of her slender thighs, her flesh so soft and tender that it

Mom," I said, grabbing onto her sides, above her hips, where her skin was

as she slid her dripping wet snatch down my shaft and against my balls. "You'll just have to take it from me--oh, fuck!" She had pulled her hips back and leaned forward, pressing her clit

hole, the heat within creating a vaporous steam that left my pole wet. I slammed my hips upward, our bodies smacking together as my hips hit the backs of her thighs--my sack spanking her

biting her lower

hips upward again, moaning loud and