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She was eating my pussy like it was the last slice of cherry pie she would ever have, and it wasn’t until she spoke these words that I finally began...to understand what was going on: “Oh, Jessica. Mommy misses you so much. I can’t stand to be apart from you.” A thousand different thoughts swam through my head, but those were questions and comments that could be discussed later. Right now, however, I was intent on going along with the illusion. My mother’s pussy smelled like vanilla, and her. With her feet back on the bed and her ass on the pillow the head of my cock was once again hitting her G spot very nicely. Within a few moments I could tell she was close. “Good girl, that’s my girl…..Good girl!”, I felt her tighten and quake, “OH GOD! OH JESUS, I’m GONNA CUM! OH! AH, AH, AHHH!” Her wet pussy became much more so as she convulsed all around my hard cock, I continued to fuck her. She kept the vibrator on her clit and squeezed her left breast as she came until she could stand it. We both smiled at each other for a thirty seconds before he calmly leaned down onto his knees. He checked out my cum soaked hooters for a moment and even rubbed my right nipple for a few seconds too."I love you, Cadence." I love you too, Brian." Well, that's obvious," Ron pointed out.We both jerked back a bit, fell onto our sides and looked to our side with our hands on our hearts."Crap, you startled us," I moaned, trying to catch my breath."Sorry, we didn't mean to scare you, two horny. It was totally wet. She was dripping heavily. It made me horny and now I broke the lip kiss and in seconds pulled her top and threw it away.I licked her neck and sucked her boobs one after other. While I sucked one I pressed other. Now I started licking her from down to up at her belly area. I then went down. I pulled down her panty and jegging simultaneously and vibrated my tongue under thigh area. She was now moaning loudly.Then I opened her pussy lips and licked her pussy from her hole to.
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