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Gave him an uninhibited animation view of where he came from…what else? “I love how you mentally resist Mom…makes it so much sweeter when you finally realize that you will still do what I want”. I reached behind and unzipped my dress and slipped it off. Did not wait for the next and dropped my bra…there I was, completely naked in front of my son. “Hope you enjoy it” I said sarcastically. “I do, I do….and I am sure that eventually you will too” he said in a very devious tone. Sure enough, I noticed him thumbing the phone he was getting multiple pictures. Damn him… I felt his hand on my lower abdomen; the touch causing me to suck in a bit…then he softly moved his hand up my body. “Hey…looking is one thing…touching is another…that is not part of the deal”, I almost coughed out as his hand messaged first one breast and then the other. ‘What deal?” he cocked his head to the side, “I did not agree to a specific deal”. His hand cascaded down across my stomach, paused on the mound above my slit…then he slipped a finger between my labia…I jerked…his finger inserted into me…then another. I wanted to get away…but no, I am not going to be intimidated by him…I pushed my crotch towards him. His smile broadened…and he inserted a third finger moving them in and out. If he was not my kid, I would have called him a bastard…but I can’t he is just my blonde deviant offspring. It hit me…I probably deserve this. “Why don’t you kneel right here in front of me…believe that would be nice, don’t you? “Why would it be nice?” I answered, but for some reason I lowered my self to my knees, my forearms resting on his upper thighs. He was still stroking himself through his shorts…that impossibly large appendage only a few inches away from me. Without disturbing how he was positioned, he pulled his shirt over his head….the ripples of his stomach square in front of me, a light line of hair noticeable from his belly button and disappearing into the top of his shorts. Something in me caused me to bite my lower lip and then touch my upper lip with my tongue. It was a habit I had when I perceived that there was something I wanted but did not outwardly admit it. “I’ll let you do the honors Mom, “ he made a cartoon motion that was not misinterpreted. Fuck it, I thought…if I am naked, so can he be. I pulled his shorts down. He did not have any underwear on. The material was not giving me a false impression…my kid’s dick was as thick as my wrist and at least three quarters as long as my forearm…the encyclopedia of dicks I had over the years flipped through my brain. Came up with only a few of the hundred or so that I have had the pleasure with that might compete in size of this one. Ken, his father, was lucky to have two thirds of this one. The pause must have triggered Kyle’s sense of humor. “Mom…hey Mom…your eyes are popping out of your head…watch out for incoming flies” he laughed…. Did not realize that I was unconsciously leaning closer and moving my head down. My hands were on top of is upper thighs just an inch hentai or so one either side of his penis. He shifted slightly, the tips of anime my fingers coursing through enough of his pubic hair to touch the base of his dick. I did not move…do not know if I could have if I wanted to. I was being mesmerized by my own son’s dick. Then his hands slowly slid down from her breasts towards her shaved mound. I could feel him stiffen unbelievably hard and the first animation pulse of his impending climax. Once we were both in the bathroom, I opened the hentai shower curtain blonde and stood up close to the tub. “No stockings?” He asked a little disappointed. It is clear that the welts make the process of having her breasts squeezed three or four times as agonizing as normal. During the drive Susan kept reaching over and stroking my hard cock trapped in my anime jeans. Robert stayed nervous throughout, but didn’t give up. The next thing she felt was the nipple clamps pinching her nipples sending a mixture of pain in her nipples and pleasure to her pussy. The former captain had quite a few tattoos on her arms and chest, each brutal scene representing some victory she’d gained as both a ranger captain and an Alkandran watch commander. Tori walked outside, took her heels off, and sat on the front steps. My powerful Daddy. Becky's lips slid up and down cartoon my cock, her heavy tits swaying back and forth as my eldest daughter loved me.