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  • She rose to an upright position, straddled across my pelvis, her hand leaving my throat and trailing possessively over my breasts. She watched me from imperious eyes, nose crinkled in a sneer, pink lips quirked devilishly below them. She took a nipple in each hand, squeezed, and twisted. My head fell back, my shoulders pinched together, and my hips shot forward, compelled to thrust out of congruence with my mother, blasting upward into Aunt Lucilla, and coming down to meet Mom’s accelerating thrust. All three of us cried out in response to the change; Mom hissing an approving tone against my ear, Aunt Lucilla flinging her head back and addressing Big boobs the ceiling, and me, whining pathetically as I was taken by my parents, trapped between their voluptuous bodies as their warmth melded into me. Aunt Lucilla torqued my breasts into spirals of olive flesh, the nipples throbbing between her thumbs and forefingers, the stinging sinking to my chest, persuading me to thrust just how she wanted, a toy her for use, a puppet for her entertainment. She rode me like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco, balancing with the expertness of experience. Her hips shifted in an alluring pattern; one rising, one falling, one cheek bulging behind her, the other dropping. Her abdomen stretched and clenched, the patterns drawn across it highlighting the subtle lines of muscle beneath her silky complexion, her fiery canvas growing brighter with each thrust from mother, and then me. Her imperious glare, the sneer across her lips, the avarice in her eyes, all began to change as we moved with deeper, harder motions. Her brow furrowed at its meeting, her lips gaped to lick a pink oval, her neck flexed and striated as her calls grew hoarser, raising in pitch to a fervent tenor. 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Mom’s breath was hot on my neck, her tone telling me she was losing control, her drives all but confirming it. I let her take me, let her become the power of 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 Black and Ebony fuck Aunt Lucilla, teaching me the ways of a man’s love. Through it all, Mom whispered soft nothings into my ear; maternal, comforting sounds that were almost apologetic, as though she was 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, hardcore her exerted breaths and moans growing louder, her masculine lust completely uncaged. If milk dripped on my balls, as it had yesterday morning, there wouldn't be any hesitation this time; I'd scoop it up and put the spoon in my mouth. “Everything's ready, sister dear.” Jason unclipped the leash and attached it to something in Angela's ass. The bloke lived a mile or so from hotel, so we hailed a cab. So, suck it up buttercup! Standing on the bottom of Black and Ebony the pool I tipped my boner up between her legs then poked around to find her hole. “If it does, she’ll never know. "Oh! She looks up at me. “Of course you blowjob think I’m sexy after I made you splooge a load of cum all over your own sheets. “My God” she thought. "James dear, are you really comfortable about no watch at the camp?" she asked. 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Like I said though, we’ve been like siblings for years so its a little difficult to act on those kind of feelings. What is that hat of yours worth, if I may ask.” I groaned as she squeezed my flesh, her fingers digging into my crack. After this, James set his course firmly on his education. interracial