We are keeping constant eye contact, our gazes locked together. “Steve...” mom sighs my name out loud, as if to confirm it’s really me, her own boy, who is there between her wide open thighs. Her nipples are standing half and inch tall in the middle of wide dark areolas of her sagging breasts which heave with every deep breath she takes. I can feel my mother’s pubic couple hair against my nose as our lips meet for a tender kiss for the first time. They say it’s every boy’s first true love. Or at least mom said when she opened her robe and pointed with a red-nailed finger pointed at the thicket of dark frizzy hair below her bellybutton and with a soft voice told me to give it a warm little kiss. I had turned away frightened at first, but mom had hugged me and gently reminded me that I was eighteen and I’d never kissed a girl. I hadn’t seen this side of mom before. She is a teacher at the local elementary school who wears her hair in a tight bun and manages to be a favorite of both adorable the kids and their parents despite being known for occasionally being prone to rapping the kids’ fingers with a pointer. Then again, we were almost never alone at home because I have two sisters and my aunt also lives nearby. Mom usually retains the prim and proper hair bun even at home, but now her hair is as open as her legs. Her voice had been much warmer than usual as her fingers had started gently caressing my hair. When I hadn’t been immediately responsive, she had put some of her teacher’s strictness into it, though. “You have to know how to kiss if you ever want girls to like you, Steve,” she had said, and that had gotten to me. I mean, I’m not stupid. I know you wouldn’t just immediately kiss a girl on the lips without getting to know them first, so you shouldn’t do that with your mother’s vagina either. You start by giving little kisses to her bush and thighs, and after you feel her warming up you can make lip contact. Then you bring your tongue into play, little by little. Make sure it casting stays in contact with the clitoris just like you retain constant eye contact with your mother. Mom watches attentively as my tongue feels the stiff hairs surrounding the opening of the vagina and then the tip finally it slips in. I start blinking nervously when a little twitch goes through mom’s cellulite-marked thighs, but she calms me down by reaching to gently caress my hair with her hand. This is also a signal for me to slide my tongue deeper and to start thrusting it in and out at a constant tempo. It’s not easy sex tape because my mother’s coarse pubic hair is abrasively rubbing against my nose when I’m bobbing my head. Her bush is frizzy and it almost reaches the stretch marks near her bellybutton, but I know I shouldn’t be thinking about things like that at a moment like this. “Oh Steve...” mom sighs and I feel her hand caressing my cheek and hair. My eyes are looking into hers while my tongue is making distinctive moist and slippery sounds in the vagina. Mom has told me that giving birth to a boy leaves it especially sensitive just for her son’s tongue, which explained the shivers I was feeling when mine was in her. My neck and tongue start getting stiff in addition to the irritation of my nose, but eventually mom’s breaths start getting heavier and suddenly my eyes widen with fright as my mother’s legs jerk uncontrollably and she exclaims in a hushy voice: “O-oh f-fuck...! H-hh...!” I have never heard my mother use language like that and her gaze is stern and agitated, so I know I have to quicken the pace of my tongue which is fluttering in and out of the warm pulsating vagina. Mom’s hand immediately reaches down to hold me still because she saw how my eyes widened with surprise when I managed to trigger the orgasm, and her fingers feel rougher than a caress now. Seeing her own boy’s big innocent eyes staring at her from a thicket of her frizzy pubic at the moment of orgasm juicy is a climax trigger any mother can understand and appreciate. Despite the rapid-fire orgasms which cause mom’s back to arc and her thighs to shudder cutie violently, she raises her head again and again to look at me between her legs. “O-oh f... O-oh God! O-oh Steve...! Hhh...! He was more of a nerd. “Why?” He delivers the most intimate injections I’ve had in my life at twelve o’clock; four o’clock and eight o’clock around the muscle of my anus. I couldn’t resist reaching juicy down and finding Glenda’s hand. However as casting she got to the room she decided not to pursue the issue, till the smell hit her. Mum served dinner, which was great, and because I knew what was going to happen, my cock was hugely rigid so I pulled Lin’s hand over so she could feel it. I wonder if telling them the full story could smooth things over.” Nothing really. Then again when she takes it into her mouth. He opened the notifications tab and nothing struck him as important. Ronja had no doubt she did not want that to happen. “I’m full of energy and want to try new things. We both know you’re never going to beat me.” He fucked her for about ten minutes before the early signs of his sex tape cutie own orgasm. He began to get somewhat aroused. “Then you will not comply. Being naughty “Works fast, doesn’t it?” Angela was standing at the couple door, watching me intently. He plopped out of me, leaving my adorable rectum feeling so empty. Silk smiled up at him again liking that he could relate and understand. Damn but she looked hot. I’ll be adding on more punishment points.” Rachel, started to panic, it wasn’t long until they would be home. “…H-how was your run?” Stephanie asked, abruptly changing the subject and stepping over to join Kelly. The most serious one was Agent Don…um…hold on for a second while I check my notes. There an old navy saying loose lips sinks ships.