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"Don't. ... Not while your father's home," her voice was almost as raspy as mine.
I held her tits up and, with a final pass overtheir tips with my thumbs, relented, allowing them to drop free and watching them bounce to a standstill. Mom was breathing hard.
"What you did upstairs was crazy," she said.
I reached under Mom's skirt with my right hand and pulled it up until I was cupping those lacy, black panties. I rubbed her pussy through her panties and tugged her head back with a handful of hair. I kissed her open mouth and, while my tongue slid inside, let go of her hair to guide her right hand onto my hard cock, pressing it firmly against my pajamas.
Mom moaned into my mouth, so I shoved her hand inside my pajamas and let it go. Immediately, she took hold of my proud member, fingers wrapping lovingly around it. My right hand pushed down, dragging the panties away from her now wet pussy, far enough for me to get my hand directly on her and slip a couple of fingers into her cunt.
Mom's head started shaking but I raised my hand to keep her mouth on mine and started frigging her pussy. She didn't let goof my cock, so I knew she wasn't going to stop me, no matter how much she shook her head. I kept fingering her and when the kiss broke, I scraped clean laundry from the top of the dryer onto the floor, knelt down in front of Mom, and tugged her panties down her legs.
Mom didn't struggle until the panties were clearing her foot. I slid my hands behind her thighs and clutched her legs, cruelly gripping her flesh, opening her legs and pulling her gaping cunt toward my mouth.
"Omigod," Mom cried as my mouth enveloped her lips and my tongue snaked its way up her channel. "OMIGOD."
I moved my hands up to grip her ass, firmly clutching a cheek in each hand as Mom's own hands pulled my head tighter against her writhing pussy as she released aconstant stream of appreciation.
"Omigod ... omigod ... ohhhhhhhh ... uhhhh... unnnnngghh ... omigod ... ohhhhhhhhhhh."
Suddenly, her hands gripped me hard, holding me in so tight I couldn't breathe, not even through my nose. My face was flooded with a copious quantity of her juicein sequential tidal waves of effluent. When she was still, I stood, and just managed to catch her weight as she went limp in my arms.

3 of 6 in hot story: MAKING LOVE TO MY MOM

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