Jackerman Mother's Warmth 3 Novels & Stories

Mom asked. “I just need her to lift her ass up so I can adjust my legs a bit.” “Fuck you,” Amber cursed. “That’s what I’m about to do,” he whispered, against her ears. “You guys seriously need to grow up,” Mom yelled, clearly frustrated. “Mom, we are fine,” Amber said, popping her head up to block her mother’s view. Amber’s mother nodded and turned back chatting happily with her husband. The music went back up. When Amber sat back down, Jace had repositioned himself such that he sank fully inside her… stretching her walls, filling her completely. Moans escaped her lips, shaky, desperate, trembling with pleasure.

"You're here." "I'm here, love. I'm right here." Mitchell pressed his hand to her cheek, her whole body shaking with suppressed sobs. He turned his head slightly and his eyes found Daggy. "Baby girl, come closer." Daggy moved to the other side of the bed, still holding Britty's hand. "I'm here, Daddy." "Take care of your mother," he said, each word an effort. "And that beautiful granddaughter of mine. Don't let anyone hurt them."

“We’re waitin’, Marika.” Slowly, Marika eased her mouth off Jerry’s now-throbbing dick. She looked over at her mother. “It is now ready to go,” she said. Jerry was equally excited to fuck his mother ass. His dick swaying like a piece of thick lumber neared to her. Marika led him to Grace and said. “Sh is all yours. Jerry” Jerry looked at the crack of her ass. His heart throbbing like an engine. Marika looked dreamily over at her mother. “Ooh, he’s gettin’ shy for you Mother,” she said. “Show him some support.”

"Grandma will just get you all three. We will have a fleet of pink cars." The house is filled with the sound of their shared laughter. It is a beautiful, terrifying sight. Finally, it is time for us to leave. My mother turns to Jasmine. She holds Jasmine’s shoulders gently and reaches out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. It is a motherly gesture, but there is a steel beneath it. "Jasmine," my mother says softly. "If any issue ever arises, do not hesitate to reach out. I would hate to discover you were in trouble and didn't tell me."

My back hits the wall behind me and I slide down it until I’m sitting on the floor with my hand on my cheek and my mouth open and no sound coming out. I don’t understand. I was telling the truth. I was using my good manners voice. I was just saying what’s real. I don’t understand why the truth made her hand come at my face. “Don’t you EVER call that woman your mother.” Jessica is above me and her voice is shaking and her hand is still in the air. “I am your mother. I CARRIED you. She sews JACKETS. That does not make her your MOTHER.”

I held the DVD, tomorrow the player would arrive. The next section, Mom and Jackie making out, rubbing their bodies together. Mom fingering her daughter's soaked pussy. Jackie, two fingers in her mom's pussy, and finally, Mother and daughter in a sixty-nine. Jack standing over them, masturbating. Oh, to be a fly on that wall.

“You can wait, Lion. Calm down a bit before you join us, okay?” In moments like these, I remember how cool my mother can be. Dad may be a hard, cold, badass where the Mafia is concerned, but it takes one hell of a woman to tame him. Her name is Amara, my Mom. With a shaky breath, I take Thorton’s hand and guide him in. Here goes nothing. XXX

she says. "I know, Mom." Jeremy says. "And I really appreciate everything you've done." He flexes his ass muscles and grinds his hips against her to emphasize his point. "Especially, how you saved your pussy for me and took care of me every day when I returned from my sessions with Aunt Sara," he smiles. What? All this time I thought he was jacking off, he and his mother were...

Hart's mother had dropped every necessary thing on the table, she stood at the door watching as they both walked in. Jasmine walked with difficulty as though she was a frozen little beauty who was being forced to walk, she was careful not to raise her eyes to meet Hart's mother's eyes that were staring down at her on the table. "It's a nice, meal. Jasmine, you will enjoy it." The woman assured Jasmine before leaving the curtain to swing and walking away. "Feel free, mom doesn't bite. You said you have met her before so you should know this," Jayden tried to make her feel more comfortable around his mother.