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Adult phone lines for fucking your son, hard and fast

Adult phone linesI was done having sex with my shitty, no good Adult phone lines, soft dicked husband when I remembered you drank a lot of soda at dinner. You were probably still up, your caffeine overdose still running through you and making it hard to sleep, and that meant you were also probably full of cum and rock hard. I crept to your door, ready to actually cum, when I heard it. Your moan. I gasped a little under my breath, peering through a little crack in your door to see you jerking off. Your meaty, throbbing, massive cock bouncing up and down in your hands. I heard you groan my name, and that was all I could handle before my Cock sucking mommy instincts awoke. I opened the door and slipped in. You didn’t notice me, not at first, too enamored with your fantasy. So I slipped over, got on my knees, and surprised you by slipping my big titties right around the top of your rod mid jerk. Your hand smacked the bottom of my jugs once, twice, your confusion was clear but after you opened your eyes and realized what was happening, your hands left your cock and landed on my nipples like they should. You ground into me, rocking up and fucking my tits. It was so hot, I found myself panting while you had your way with me. I’m your mom now, you shouldn’t be so hard for me, but you are, and that has me soaked inside and ready to make another son at any time. I really want it, I always want it. For now though, I began to bounce myself and squeeze you hard and fast. I wanted your cum for my Huge tits phone sex, I needed to be coated in my son’s jizz and I needed it now!

Cock sucking mommy like me always suck out what we want.

Cock sucking mommyI still remember his face when he realized I wasn’t just the new stepmom but was also going to be his Cock sucking mommy and fuckbuddy. He was so surprised, his cock so rock hard within seconds, and I couldn’t allow it to stay that way. My lips are what tasted his iron manmeat first, and it tasted like everything I had expected it to for so damn long. Pressing the tip between my lips I made sure my tongue gave it quite the lashing to widen his eyes and surprise him into bucking into my mouth. I bet from dumb girls at school he probably expected me to react badly to surprise, but I was ready and expecting. I didn’t move, I let him fill my Mommy whore mouth with cock on his own accord, and I could already tell he was in heaven. That salty facefuck tool was already repeating the process again, and again, and again within seconds. It wasn’t until I was sure he was ready that I began to bob myself, engulfing him in warm cheeks and my wet mouth, that I saw his eyes roll back and uncomfortable admiration turn to pleasure avarice. This became his stomping ground, my body is treasure and my lips his paradise. There wasn’t going to need to be another demonstration, he got the point, and I couldn’t be happier to drink him right up and partake in a gift so longed for. Seeking him out was a trial I’d rather not have to do again, but if it got me moments like this I’d do it a hundred times. My husband’s pathetic, but this boy is going to change my sex life forever if I have my way, and I will, I always have my way. Especially when I’m a Mommy sucking dick.

Sexy phone chat with my ex-husband at a strip club

Sexy phone chatMy ex-husband’s cock was stretching my little chocolate asshole out, my fingers digging into the bed sheets while he worked my Sexy phone chat body. I hadn’t seen him in almost five years, but when we bumped into each other at the strip club my cunt lit up like a wild fire, and I couldn’t help but invite him back up to the VIP room. He thought I wanted to ask him not to come by my work anymore but I really wanted to ask him to cum so deep in my fucking pussy. I knew he had a thick ten inch cock just waiting for me to whisper a special little phrase in his ear. It had always put him in beast mode, so when he sat on the couch I crawled up into his lap and started grinding on him. He tried to push me away until I leaned in and whispered with my Milf phone sex voice, “Don’t you want to sniff at my thong?” That’s right, my Ex had a huge panty fetish, and loved all things anal more than any other bastard I’d ever fucked. He grabbed me by my fucking hair, bent me over the sofa, and spit on my asshole before unleashing that ten inch monster and forcing it deep inside my shit chute. I moaned out his name, not paying attention to any of the other clients in the room. All I knew is that I needed more of him in me, until he was bouncing balls deep around inside of me, mixing me up and making a mess of things all around. He knew my body like the back of his hand, and that meant he knew exactly how to overwhelm me and plunge me into Milf fantasy stories that I couldn’t possibly resist or get out of while his cock was so deep.