เข้าสู่ระบบI was as hard as I had ever been in my life, but I managed to hold still and let her do what she wanted to. Well, mostly; I was shaking a fair amount because I was so damned turned on. When I managed to tear my eyes away from my cock slipping into her ass, her wanton expression was every bit as arousing. Her breasts were swollen with desire and her aroused nipples begged to be sucked. Every time my thighs shook with my arousal, her breasts shivered in response."May I touch your pussy?" I whispered up at her."No!" she gasped quickly. "This is too intense already! If you touch my—" She lost it then, shaking her head from side to side and gasping as another orgasm shot through her. Her asshole tightened down painfully on my shaft. Her nails may have drawn blood as they dug into my thighs. "Oh, fuck! FUCK!" she cried out.Her stocking-sheathed legs shook out of control for a full minute as the intense climax took its toll on her heaving body. That had the effect of forcing another inch
It was already too late. She choked a bit on my erupting cock before hastily pulling her head back so she could taste the rest of the semen as it shot out of me. I did swerve just a tiny bit in my lane as my shoulders shook, but there was no traffic on the road to notice. After draining my dick, Mom sat up and took a long swig of her sports drink to wash down the spunk. I toasted her with my cappuccino and took a few careful sips of the steaming beverage.When my mother put her head back in my lap this time, she did not take my softened cock back into her mouth. Her breathing deepened and she began to snore softly right into the side of my dick. I had to chuckle, and then I tucked it back in my pants. That had tickled.I drove on until three-thirty in the morning, at which point we were almost to Orlando. I was getting sleepy and figured we should probably stop at a hotel. I shook Mom awake, and she groggily got her phone out and yawned as she dialed the next hotel on our route. Fifte
I repeated the entire process again, adding two fingers inside her when I sucked her clit through that second climax. I cleaned her with my tongue again, but she was stubbornly wet even after my best efforts. Our eyes met when I sucked her heavenly juices from my fingers. Her left hand softly stroked my hair."Well," she purred at me, "did that take care of 'our problem'?"I stood and let my shorts and boxers drop to the floor. My cock was completely hard and throbbed as I stood between her thighs."Not exactly," I shrugged."Good," she growled huskily, spreading her legs to welcome me in.I was unprepared for the treat my mother had between her legs. As marvelous as it had tasted, she had skills that I never suspected. Her moist walls gripped my invading cock and squeezed it gently. I had been with a couple of girls before who were merely tight around my girth, but that paled in comparison to the way my mother's pussy caressed my boner."Holy hell," I gasped at that sensation. I look
I could not help but look over at her. Was she really saying she had given my dad blowjobs while he drove? Was she suggesting she would do that for me? I shook my head and grinned at the thought as my eyes returned to the road. Of course she wasn't. That was just too outrageous. Still, I was hard as a brick just thinking about it. Like most guys, I had always entertained the fantasy of having a gorgeous woman sucking my dick while I drove.I reached down to try to tuck my dick back inside my boxers, but it was stubbornly uncooperative. I didn't want to take my eyes off of the road, and couldn't really shift my right leg while it was on the accelerator."You should set the cruise control," she suggested."Of course," I replied. "Why didn't I think of that?" I set the cruise control and pulled my foot off the gas, finally able to spread my legs a bit."Keep both hands on the wheel!" my mother said, her voice suddenly commanding.That had me confused until she released her seatbelt and l
I had four letters from my sister. I dutifully read them, but there was nothing that interesting in the first three. The fourth one got my attention, though. Theresa gave a little too much explicit detail about the recent escapades she and her boyfriend had enjoyed. I was relieved I had not gotten that letter in the field. My sister and I had never shared that sort of experience before, so it made me wonder what had changed. It wasn't like she and Mike were doing anything all that kinky, so it left me a bit perplexed. And awfully horny, of course.That feeling was mercifully brief—the next letter was from my mother, letting me know that Dad had died. It included a newspaper clipping covering the accident. There was a horrifying picture of his flaming rig on its side. That poor bastard had never stood a chance. I shook my head and swallowed repeatedly around the lump in my throat as I read all the details.The next letter was from Denise. It included a lovely wedding invitation, but it
I had bought a beat-up old Ford roadster four years earlier and had restored it whenever I had time over the following two years. I had gotten it running and had done the body work myself. I had learned a great deal in the process. Initially, I tried to do the interior on my own. That had gone really badly, and eventually I paid to have professionals do the job. It was a really nice-looking classic car now. Due to its age and the original engine, though, it did require a lot of maintenance."I took it in for an oil change and tune-up like you asked me to," she replied. "That was three months ago, I think."After we cleaned up from brunch, I headed around to the side of the house and opened the shed doors. I had bought the storage shed after that first deployment, when some kids had vandalized the car. I kept it locked up whenever I was gone ever since. The car took a bit to warm up, but then it purred when I drove it around the block.I lovingly cleaned off the dust and gave it a thor
"Sorry mom," Jason mumbled as he watched his cock slide in and out of his mother's squeezed tits. The flesh of her tits continued to spill out between her dainty fingers as she adjusted her grip. His cockhead was well above the tops of her tits as she swirled her tongue around it, bathing it in sal
"Moooooooom," he called out to her as he left his room and walked towards hers. "Can you help me with this stu..." his voice caught dead in his tracks when he entered her bedroom and found his mom still sitting at her makeup table. The open back of his mother's dress blew him away in ways he hadn't
"Oh, pumpkin!" Chelsea held out her arms, new tears pouring from her glimmering eyes. A look of relief flashed over her son's face, as he had something to do, and he immediately stepped forward and wrapped his mother in a fierce embrace. Chelsea wrapped her slender arms around her son and clung to
"You're perfect, Mom," Jimmy had said, still awe-struck. "You're so perfect." His hands had travelled up his mother's smooth, warm thighs to grip her hips, his fingers sinking into her flesh there. Chelsea had whimpered and bucked her hips, eager for what had been about to come next. "And your puss







