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Crazy Things
Date: 11/12/2015, Categories: Taboo Author: plo90
... going to cum again and soon. I reached between my thighs and began to diddle my clit with passionate purpose. I chattered confused syllables of love and lust to my son, "Fuck good... hard cock... Mama likes." I howled with delight when Greg slapped my bare ass a wet stinging smack. "I love you, Baby. I love you." I wasn't expecting Greg's soapy finger to penetrated my puckered butthole clear to his second knuckle. I screamed at the violation. My pussy convulsed and then erupted with frothy ejaculate which splattered with a wallop on the shower floor. I screamed in ecstasy and my knees went weak and started to buckle. If Greg hadn't had such a firm grip on my hips I would have fallen. I lifted my face to the streaming water from the shower head and fought to stay conscious as flashes of white light dazzled the canvas of my mind. The spasms of my cunt clutched at Greg's cock and sent him over the top. He pushed into me as far as he could and unloaded cum yet again into the depths of my pussy. His cock throbbed and danced against the saturated sides of my snatch. He was buried so far in me that he had actually lifted me off my feet by his cock. I held on to the shower head like it was a life line then I hoarsely howled and came again. My quim quivered and quaked around Greg's spewing pecker. I shook my head from side to side as a kaleidoscope of lights shot through my brain with dizzying delight. Once my comet like climax spent itself I came crashing ...
... back down to reality. There was a knock on the door followed by a gruff voice, "Five minutes folks." Greg's cock had finally softened and plopped out of me with a wet thwack his balls fully drained. He wasn't completely dried off as he jumped into his clothes which clung to his wet body. He grabbed my panties and stuffed them into the toe of his shoe. "What are you doing?" I asked as I patted myself dry. Greg smiled like a mischievously little boy, "Souvenir, Mom. I just hope they smell more like your sweet snatch than my foul foot by the time I get to use them." "Use them?" He stood up and boldly looked at my nakedness, "I'm going to sniff them late at night when I jerk off. I'm going to dream of your body not Melissa's." I dropped my towel and returned Greg's look of intensity. I felt intimacy with my son not embarrassment as my son lustily d***k in my nudity. I rushed into his arms and kissed him furiously, "I love you Greg. I'm glad I did this. I'm glad you fucked me." "It's time!" shouted a guard from outside the door. My dress had just settled over my body when the door opened. Greg shuffled to the door. He turned before leaving and shyly asked, "I'm allowed another conjugal visit in two months. Will you be back?" Without hesitation I huskily replied, "Count on it, Lover." He smiled with satisfaction and said, "Good that will give me something to look forward to." by clarkroberts