I imagined him grabbing my head and fucking my face. If you weren’t my mother. xxnx porn …”
This time he stopped. “You did a lot of that the other evening too, if I recall.”
“I’m so sorry,” she apologized. I imagined him grabbing my head and fucking my face. “Don’t stop. And if he did, which I assumed he did, did he also have a stocking-foot fetish like his father. I went and put the remote for the egg on the ledge where he would walk in with a big note:
Present 1! The pleasure overwhelmed the pain and I was in heaven. The second thing I did was put a butt plug in my ass. “I’d love to fuck that tight ass off yours, baby,” I purred. My hand went to my tingling pussy as I moved closer to the slightly open door. “Sorry, late night,” he said. “Yes, Master,” I obeyed, returning to his cock, which I sucked the entire way home. “I got to have that big cock of yours,” she admitted. Yet, my next words made my response seem trivial and probably left him even more baffled. A chill went up my spine as his hands cupped my breasts.
