Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 914

Mom Does Anything:>Ep88

"Uh," Mom groaned, biting her right hand and adding a pout when I pulled my fingers from her twat.

I headed to the kitchen, breathing hard and pulling my shorts up with my right hand as I sucked Mom's pussy juices from my left fingers. I grabbed two bottles of water and a can of ice-cold Coke and headed upstairs, walking fast and not looking at Mom. I couldn't look at her, not if I wanted to get back to Jenna with some cum still swimming in my balls.

Upstairs and safely back in my room, Jenna had taken off her stocking and reset the cameras around the bed. She also had a pint of unopened Jack Daniels in her hand.

"What's this?" I asked, smiling.

"Well, all my friends say that sex is better when they're drunk," Jenna said as she sat cross-legged in the middle of my bed with the bottle of whiskey between her legs. "But I wanted to be sober for my first time, but...." "Not for the second," I said as her voice trailed off.

She smiled and nodded her head.

"Do you want to get drunk?" she asked.

said.

*****

I was sure that my baby would be sore in the morning. I was a little sore myself, but I had been fucking a lot lately, and it appeared that my cock wasn't as superhuman as I had thought. I could still get it up, and I could still deliver a cum-shot, but I was feeling the ache of overuse. (Still, that's pretty fucking superhuman, I'm proud to

from seeing her face, and she didn't snore, but I had no doubt that she had passed out for the rest of the night. My head swam with a buzz that made my eyes shake--half a bottle of Jack Daniels was no fucking joke--and since I had

nearly as soundly as

asked one

something or growled; I couldn't be sure. I cupped her pussy from behind, giving her tender meat a

for the full experience. You won't find the next chapter anywhere else. Happy

pulled my hand away from her twat and stroked my cock with her juices. "I drank too much. I'll be right back." Jenna

out of bed, not bothering to find my clothes. Walking across my room to my door turned out to be harder than it should have been. I reached for the wall before realizing that the doorknob was two feet to my left.

I should have

off the hardcore porn. I stopped behind the couch to admire a lean black girl

had put her boyshorts back on, but only one pearl button held her pajama shirt together--the one even with her nipples. I smiled down at her, wondering if I should disturb her. My eyes searched for her wine bottle and glass, and I saw that she had emptied both of them. Fuck, this could be fun.

whispered.

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