Unholy Cravings-a Sinful Obsession
I obliged, and Mama tensed and shuddered and tensed and shook and then, finally, a barely audible whimper came from her, and she went limp, like a puppet with its strings cut. She breathed hard, and while she did, I withdrew my finger, restored her panties, and pulled her dress back down. I looked at her and leaned over and kissed her forehead as she leaned into me. If I hadn't just made my own mother cum by pushing my finger where I'd come from, it would have been downright wholesome.