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My Loving Son

... knew she was being unfaithful to her darling loving husband. She would always love him, she would never love Mark in the same way. But she knew the instant that Mark had sunk his prick deep into her white hot sopping pussy, that she would never put a stop to it, he would always have free unfettered access to her charms. On Sunday morning after they had wakened, they began to make love. Mark had a morning wood, Cathy had a hold of it, she was gazing down into his eyes, long loving kisses were abound. But Cathy wanted it up her ass, she was an ass fucking lover, she and her husband did it regularly, she wanted Mark to fuck her there too. "Have you ever done it up a woman's bum hole Mark?" she asked softly. He looked at her like she had two heads. "Erm, no I haven't Cathy, what are you on about?" he knew what she was meaning but felt a little embarrassed about it. "I want you to make love to me in my bum," she was coy, she realised he was unsure, so she went with him, pretending to be shy too. "Okay, if that's what you want, then I want it too," he smiled. Cathy was working his cock in her soft hands, "I'll just pop and get some body oil, I don't want you jamming this big thing in me without a little help, and sustenance for me," she told him lightly. This boosted Mark's ego, "this big thing," she had called his prick, now he was more than ready to fuck her any where she wanted him to fuck her! She came back quickly, got on her knees, poured oil on his cock, and fingered her ...

... ass for him. "Okay tiger, go for it baby, do my ass, do your naughty Aunty Cathy's ass you big bad boy!" Mark's head was singing at her praise for him, he got behind her and rammed it right in, in one hit. Cathy's legs shot backwards, she hadn't expected this, she had thought he would be easy, reticent, slow, gentle, but no he banged it in, and he was off. To him it suddenly became another hole for him and pleasure for her, he banged her senseless, her husband had never done this. She was hanging off his prick, he was holding her up, his hips pistoning rapidly back and forth. The oil doing was its job, no friction, no resistance. Cathy came in a helpless turmoil of delicious climaxes, her body taut with the tension of her nephews prick doing the very thing she had asked of him. And her, wonderfully suffering the consequences. Mark loved all of this, with his girlfriend he had to fight for every inch of her, win a battle, and lose a battle, one step forward two steps back. But not with Cathy she was everything, he understood that nothing was going to be off her menu. He reached under her and stroked her pussy lips and clit, she moaned in lustful aroused pleasure. He lay down on her and plain fucked her ass, she was squashed underneath him, their bodies being one, except when he raised his powerful hips and banged into her time and again. Cathy was being well and truly rutted, there was no other word for it, rutted, rutted, and rutted again. She had the most adorable of climaxes, ...