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A Gift From Mom

... really want this more than she had let herself think? She brought her knees up even more by her sides. Her knees drawing up struck Billy and his eyes darted to hers. They didn't speak, but her look back to him signaled he was right to take her move as willingness. This seemed to spur him even more. She gripped his shoulders, and it was good she did, because she needed to brace with his first push at her. She screamed hard. His cock bottomed deep in her, and he grinded his hips at her. Bittersweet sensations swirled, as tingling mixed with definite pressure. His face twisted in taking her so fully, and her own head tilted up on her pillow. Her hands held tight to his corded shoulders. Billy pulled backward, and her lips clung to him and distended. He left a void in her that was instant, but she knew it would be brief. She was right. He got his head to the front of her, and then he raised his torso up on his arms. Her hands drifted to palm the front of his chest, and he thrust forward hard. "UUUUNNNGGGG!!" The groan came from way into her throat. He had shoved his hard cock all the way back in a push that shook her breasts about her chest and made her shoulders slide on the bed. Her eyes narrowed on his. She found no words, but she felt a puzzlement. Her sweet Billy was getting intense with her. He paused. This made her wonder how he would act next. Her walls clasped him. She shifted to again try to accommodate his heft. He was large. His hips pulled back and again he waited. ...

... His patience surprised her. He didn't wait long though, and his hips slammed forward once more. It pushed her breath from her. "OOOOHHHH!" She heard her own cry and it startled her. Lightness descended about her, and she was incredulous she could be starting another orgasm. 'No way.' But the exquisite pressure Billy was driving in her pussy, and the rough manner he was taking rushed her to the edge. Her breasts still shook from his shove, as his penis started backward. Again he paused and his arms straightened to steady. His face tightened. His hips struck at hers, and it was like her sex flushed at him. She yielded inside and her feet lifted high in the air. She thought she screamed but wasn't even sure. An overwhelming burst of pleasure rained in her head and through her body. She convulsed under him, and her arms pulled to her chest. She had never experience anything like the spasms that washed all about her. Wave after wave rolled. She shook her head back and forth on the pillow. When she oriented again, there was a rhythmic motion going. Her head was nodding up and down on its own, and her back was lifting and falling on the sheet. Her hips tilted up and back repeatedly. She got her focus back, and realized what was happening. Billy had fallen into a steady pumping of her. Even, short strokes upward and backward. He had them rocking against each other on the bed. She had one thought. It felt glorious. "Yeah, fuck me, Billy." He smiled a tight grin down to her as he worked ...