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What Mom Knows Fucks Her in the Air

... her swollen clit in my mouth. "Oh god, yes, baby, don't stop, sugar, yes, fuck, yeeeeeees," Miranda screamed, wrapping her stocking-clad legs around me to pull me deeper into her as her orgasm hit. Her juices flowed out of her like Niagara Falls and I eagerly caught every drop of her perfection. She was still in orgasm mode, when I slid up and kissed her so she could taste herself as I slipped my raging hard-on inside her still twitching cunt. She moaned into my mouth as I penetrated her and fucked her hard while she continued to orgasm. Breaking the kiss, she moaned, "You fucker, I wasn't even, I wasn't even, I wasn't...." So distracted by the pleasure I was giving her, she couldn’t think straight. I smiled and said with a sideways smirk, "I know, baby." "Just f-f-fuck me you bastard!" she demanded. I obliged, pounding her pussy hard, her perfect tits making waves, each forward thrust and her face making the sexiest expressions of pleasure. A few minutes later, her red cheeks and increasing moans showing a second orgasm was on the rise, I pulled out. She opened her eyes and pleaded, "Put it back in baby, I'm so close." "Bend over the couch, Miranda," I ordered, holding my cock like a weapon. "So you are going to leave me on the brink like that?" she asked, although her smile implied she was ready for what I had in mind. "You can come after I do," I said, selfishly. She stood up and walked to the other side of the couch and bent over as instructed, her body so perfect. I ...

... stared for a bit, lost in the trance of my obsession with her beauty. "Why don't you take a picture, it lasts longer," she teased, using the age old line. I called her bluff, walked over to my jeans and pulled out my phone. "I think I will do just that. Smile pretty," I said. "You fucker," she teased, but posed, her facial expression one of utter seduction. I took a few quick snaps before she said, "Ok, fuck that is enough, come and get your prize, baby." I tossed my phone on the couch and went behind her. Again I was mesmerized by her beauty and the crazy reality that Miranda Collington, local weather girl celebrity, was mine. I surprised her, by lowering myself and spreading her ass cheeks. I had read somewhere that getting ass-licked drove women crazy and I was going to test that article's hypothesis. I extended my tongue, slightly nervous, unsure what I was doing or how it would taste, and licked her puckered rosebud. "Oh, you dirrrrrrrrrrrrty boy," she playfully teased, "did you do that to your mother too?" "No, baby, this is all for you," I answered, licking her tangy sweat from the crack of her ass. "Fuck, I love what you do to my body, baby," Miranda moaned. I continued licking her rosebud, my saliva seemingly loosening up Miranda's back door. A couple of minutes of concentrated ass licking and Miranda demanded, her tone more aggressive than usual, "Fuck my ass now, Curtis!" Realizing one should never say no to such a direct demand, I stood back up and repositioned my ...