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My Dad was going away for the weekend with his buddies. They were heading to my Dad’s hunting cabin. My parents had been fighting once again. I knew they needed some space for a few days. I didn’t understand why they fought all the time. My Mom might have been in her late thirty’s but she had this hot body. I was nineteen and would have fucked her as often as I could if I were my Dad. There were more than a few times I would stroke myself on my bed. My thoughts would be on my Mother. I wanted to feel her firm t*** in both of my hands. It was Friday morning and my Dad had left on his trip. Mom was in the kitchen making coffee. She had her bathrobe on when I walked up behind her putting my hand on her back. She jumped in surprise. I could feel that she didn’t have a bra on. I kept rubbing her back and then her shoulders. I put my arms around her waist. She tried pulling away but I found the belt of her robe and I got it loose then open, letting her breasts stick out proudly. I think my Mom was totally shocked when I gently pulled her bathrobe over her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. She wasn’t wearing any p****** either! I didn’t waste any time. I freed my shorts with one hand and let them fall to the ground. She asked me to stop, but without any authority. There was no way I was stopping now. I began to rub my semi-hard c*** up and down between my Mom’s a** cheeks. I could tell I was finally getting to her. I could swear she was pushing back against me. I reached for her t*** and I cupped them with both hands. My mother was moaning by this time. I was grinding against her bottom. It was just a matter of minutes before the head of my c*** found her opening. I pushed into my Mom with one firm thrust. It surprised my mom and she let out a yelp when I did. My d*** now deep into my Mom’s wet passage. I got her to lean over the kitchen counter. I started to f*** Mom as hard as I could. Mom’s p**** soon had me in a death grip. She wanted my c***, alright. She pushed back as I pounded her with my fat prick. You could hear squishing noises from our juices. I took my Mom hard that morning. I was going to make sure she wanted my c*** from now on.

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