I'm going to fuck one of these days - Sex Stories

I'm going to fuck one of these days

... moaning with pleasure. The way his mother looked so excited. It is best placed and enjoyed masturbation. She looked into his eyes. -and Okay ... You're ... you're a ... A what? Stop it, please. Stop ... touch you. -Ummmm Mom ... I saw you were running. I saw your pussy quivered and wet your fingers with your juices. I saw your body tense with pleasure. -Luis..por Please ... para..para. No ... you have to see, Mom. You have to see how I cum. So ... aggggg. we will be at peace. He quickened his pace straw until he began to shiver. Ummm .... mom mom ... Rosa did not answer. Luis looked at his hand up and down over that cock. I do not know, but looked like he was looking pussy that day. -Ya..ya..me Run ... ahhhhhh As in slow motion, Rosa saw his cock began to jump jets and jets of sperm, describing an arc and fell on his chest Luis on his shirt. She heard him groan. She saw him tense. It was a long and intense orgasm. When he finished, Luis was left with a smile, eyes closed. He released his cock, he still had little spasm. Rosa looked even hypnotized. Now we are at peace, Mom. He looked and looked straight into the eyes of his son. He still could not believe what had happened. His own son had made a straw in front of her. Now he was lying on the sofa, with the shirt full of semen, still throbbing cock out of his fly and a smile on his face. And she, rather than stop it, rather than have left, stood there, watching. Until finally had the strength to stand. You're ... you're a ...

... pervert. Luis was unfazed. He stared at her, with that smile. He watched as his mother turned around, but had time to see her nipples clearly marked. What I saw was like his mother closed her eyes to turn away. As sighed. As I felt tremendous heat between her legs. I watched her walk away and lock herself in her room. He looked. And he was surprised to have been able to. He acknowledged that he loved his mother looked. He shuddered to know that she had turned nasty. It said it had probably gone to his room to wank thinking about it. In his cock. It felt great. He took off his stained shirt and left it in the basket of dirty laundry. But Rosa was not jerking. He was in bed, crying. He had called his son depraved, but it was she who was caught masturbating. It was she who stared as his son is running. And she was the one who felt her pussy throbbing, aching nipples under her blouse. It was she who wanted to put his hand inside her panties and rubbing to cum again and again. He did not. The fault was stronger. She stayed in her room until she reached her husband and had no choice but to leave. If before he could not look at his face Luis now less. Luis realized. His plan had not gone as he expected. Rather than reassemble them, as before, the separated further. And he taught otherwise. His will was stronger than hers, and he liked. He wanted to see his mother that look. He wanted more. And it would get. As they ate dinner, watched. She tried to hide, to pretend that everything was ...