“Oh God, I’m gonna c**,” my mom moaned loudly. “You’re so deep inside me and I’m gonna c** all over your wonderful c***.” She opened her legs in an almost obscene gesture like a p*** star to invite me even deeper. “Oh God, you’re hitting my cervix,” she groaned deep in her throat as she started to climax, twitching and shaking as a gut-wrenching o***** shot through her body. Nearly all her muscles were twitching as she gulped down air, her breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath, her whole body overwhelmed with the intensity of her mind-numbing o*****. “Oh baby,” she gasped again while her body twitched uncontrollably. I felt the small ripples in her p****. Wave after wave followed, each one getting more intense as they built upon the previous one, when she began to spasm underneath me. We kissed several times before she pulled her mouth away to moan while arching her back. I kept thrusting deeply to push her to her o*****. She screamed out as she twisted and contorted in my bed like she was a rodeo mare trying to shake off her new rider. Her hip movements became wilder and more exaggerated as her passion overtook her petite body. She groaned, growled, screamed, and then cried out as she released a torrent of hot fluids to baptize my c***. “That’s it, Mom. C** for me,” I encouraged her. “Oh…oh…oh,” my Mom moaned with each deep thrust as I went balls deep f****** her, intent on bottoming out with every stroke. The sound of our frenzied f****** filled my room with a nasty squelching of her wet p**** around my rigid c***. “Oh honey, don’t stop f****** me. It feels so good,” she cried out as the experienced muscles of her p**** closed down on my driving d*** as I plowed into her repeatedly. “Oh f***, yes, Mom,” I hissed at feeling my Mom’s c*** gripping and massaging my d***. The hot wet flesh rippling along the full length of my shaft. Her legs flipped up to cross behind my back as she really got into our f******. She was rolling her hips against mine as our bodies worked together to bring as much s***** pleasure to each other as possible. We were moving in a perfect rhythm as I asked, “So you’ve never had a big c*** stuffed inside your sweet p**** before, Mom? Didn’t you ever do anything with any of the guys you dated before Dad?” “No,” she replied. “I went out with other guys before I met your Dad, but never had s** with any of them.” She softly whispered, “I’ve never really enjoyed s** with your Dad all that much. As you know, he is not very big in the p**** department. I was just a woman he needed to carry his children. But you really fill my little v*****. You’re so much bigger, harder, and more enthused to be inside me than your father ever was.”
