I let her take me, let her become the power of anal our lust, let her penetrate me with the desperate violence she couldn’t repress. I became her woman; grinding against her, clenching around her, welcoming her inside me and allowing her to use me as the tool to fuck Aunt Lucilla, teaching me the ways of a man’s love. Through it all, Mom whispered soft nothings into my ear; maternal, facial comforting sounds that were almost apologetic, as though she was black asking for forgiveness as she violated me so perfectly. “Oh, fuck!” Aunt Lucilla half-cried, half snarled. The force of my assisted thrusts making her posture weak with pleasure. She collapsed atop me, her breath against the other side of my neck, her lurching body smearing sweat and juices across me as I did the same to her. Mom’s heat was radiating wetly against my back, her exerted breaths and moans growing louder, her masculine lust completely uncaged. She grabbed my ass, pressed it firmly against her crotch, and sunk her finger deep into the succulent flesh as she pivoted me where she wanted, and drove mercilessly. I screamed my abject pleasure, feeling the tension within my nethers wind tighter and tighter, feeling the boiling in my loins go from a simmer, to roil. Aunt Lucilla took a desperate hold of my hair, looking for some part of me to hold on to, and pulled until tears of pain and delight filmed my eyes. “Put your fingers in my ass!” she screamed, and I reached back, and complied. I grabbed one supple, jiggling glute, spread it wide, and forced my middle and ring finger deep into her vile heat. Her pussy constricted around me as her asshole did the same, and she whimpered her approval as I moaned mine. She pulled my head forward by the hair, and gave me a grateful, passionate kiss; lips smearing sloppily, tongue invading hedonistically, the devouring nature born of instinctual, primal motions with no pretense or grace. The feeling built, and built, the intensity taking me, the tension winding past unbearable. I broke from the kiss in a mindless chorus of cries, Aunt Lucilla echoing them, spit stringing from her lips, her trembling oral eyes wide, their blue irises staring manically into me. I twisted my fingers aggressively into her ass, feeling her rim stretch, feeling her insides pulsing against my cock with the same sporadic fervency that my insides were doing against my mother. Mom’s breathy moans were becoming rough cries, each note punctuated with a gasp for air. She thrust harder and harder, faster and faster, smashing her crotch against my pelvis, my ruined pussy gushing its perverse thanks. I screamed and bigdick gasped with her, each expulsion a labor from my heaving chest, my heart thrumming against Aunt Lucilla’s squished breasts as her hips drove forward, trying to consume every inch of me. My insides churned and quaked, the tension building and expanding, compelling me to lurch to the same locking and jerking pattern that Aunt Lucilla was a slave to. She suddenly shot upright, her hands leaving my hair and pressing down on my belly, her ass clamping around my fingers, her platinum hair flailing in an arc. Her abdomen clenched and twitched with contractions, just like mine did. Her mouth gasped and sputtered soundlessly, just like mine did. Her ruined pussy twitched and pulsed around the cock inside her, just like mine did. I felt the moment take all of us, felt the heat of Mom’s thrust reach their crescendo, felt the tension within my nethers reach the breaking point, and the boiling in my loins reach the point of eruption. I am so stretched out right now . . .” It sends me into euphoria. I shuddered, slamming him hips forward. Running her hands through her greying hair. He loves children and he plays with my cousin’s girls all the time.” Aaheeeeee! Not evident from the picture, but she had been busy licking my cum off the floor at the time. At this point, I am back to the ‘read-only’ emails which I begin reading and anal discarding. I black nodded then gasped as he ripped his dick out of me. I felt so empty. I said that was a very lovely sermon for you don’t you think Maria. Leesa sighed in exasperation; she couldn't very well go traipsing off through the dark, groping about for her crashed craft. She didn’t have her assistant’s notebook with her, she left it in the car. “It won’t oral take long Lucy, my names Don by the way, so what’s the long story?” So we could broadcast them to the world when it was time. “Oh, and just so you know, I invited Toby over to the cabin tomorrow night, and he's going to bring his younger cousin with him.” “Which means…” “Do you like our big cocks?” Amy blushed but smiled at the same time. You feel sure the second time it will make contact but again you just feel a rush of air across your waiting cheeks. “Oh cmon mate finish me wank” he whined. Louise brought both hands to my chest now to steady herself as she started back facial on her steady rhythm. She had always been on the curious side, the experimental type up for most things, especially new experienced so she became very horny, very quickly, with what was now happening & was just about up for anything that might follow. "I'm John and this is my friend Steve bigdick by the way" he said. D- Has Sonya given a tour of this house and Daisy says yes! ” Certiok growled. It was a little difficult at first but then it slid in. “OH nice, yes I like this.” To be honest… I want to see you every day.”