Lena Paul and Mandingo Interracial Fucking

But my feet started to move and my hands raised the bottom of my dress. “You don’t have to take off your dress…just your panties…and just for the record, do not want you wearing panties anymore. Do you understand?” “Argh”, I grunted and nodded, with no intention of actually not wearing panties “anymore”. Kyle pushed his shorts down…that massive hunk of dick was in full erection. I mentally tried to hasten myself knowing that this just might be a struggle if I am dry. I slowly pulled my panties off and gave my self a rub trying to initiate as much lube as possible. “No…I want you to feel every part of me…get up here”. I bit my lower lip as I straddled him. The head Brunette of his cock put pressure against my vagina, which was not nearly close to being ready. Kyle did not care…he drove his hips upward. The pressure turned to pain as he forced himself into me…each slight movement felt like a huge sandpaper cylinder was being shoved up me. The pressure, the force, the tightness…pain caused a yelp to exit from my throat…even as he bottomed out against my internal organs. He allowed me to lift, just slightly, but enough to notice my cunt was starting to flow…the friction turning more into heat and less like the sandpaper. Kyle kept pounding into me…not the slow and building crescendo he did last weekend, but as if he turned into a commercial jackhammer. He was showing no mercy as he tried to split me in two…to drive his cock completely through me. The heat turned into a burning sensation…it needed to be cooled, but he was not letting up. The thought was that I might die being skewered by my own son’s cock…it seemed to go on forever…before finally stiffening…his jets of cum surging and seething into the depths of my cavity. This kid’s volume was more than any two men I ever fucked…it filled me, but due to the size of his cock his jizz was forced around it…even though I was only beginning to start the climb to a sexual climax, I still had a satisfaction of not only surviving but getting him off with such a copious amount. A thought flashed through my mind…if I was not on the pill…there Big Boobs was absolutely no way his seed would not have fertilized me…the picture of my swollen belly floated through my consciousness. Just as I caught my breath, still impaled on his dick…the front door burst open. I turned my head just in time to see the confused expression on my youngest daughter’s face. My first reaction was to jump off…but in a nano second realized that still having my dress on was camouflaging her brother’s dick imbedded deep within me. It might have been an awkward scenario…but there might be an opportunity for plausible deniability if it came to that. “Hey sis”, Kyle spoke without a hint of any anxiety. “Hey… what’s going on?” Kellie asked nonchalantly while starting to climb the stairs as if it was normal to see her mother sitting face to face on the lap of her older brother. “Mom interracial was showing me a new position,” he hesitated and then, “a new position to hold me down.” “Yeah…sure…”, she said as if this was just a common occurrence. Then she disappeared. It was unbelievable…here I was with my son’s big cock cock stuck up my pussy, his cum seeping out and my youngest daughter just blows off what had to be a very compromising position. My panties were sitting in the middle of the living room floor and Kyle’s shorts were down around his ankles. And she never caught on??? Kyle let out a little laugh, I could not help but react the same way….but when I tried to dismount. He shook his head babe in a negative. “We’re not done, bitch….I have another load to give you…”, he calmly said. His hands ran up my thighs and softly guided my next motions…he wanted me to do all the work. I gyrated slowly, then would rise and fall….over and over again. after ten minutes she was about to get up when there was a sudden steady stream pouring into the waste collector. “Bet he'd like that better.” “Take a shower, you stink, then make breakfast” < Thank Big Boobs you Alasie. She's busy being my son's whore.” “It's so warm and so hard.” She brought up her other hand and wiped the Precum off the hot pink nob and inspects it closely. He pulled his face away, it was covered interracial in pussy juice and spit. It made it better because Ben was watching me do it.” I doubted that she could even stand. “Daddy, see,” I said. It was Brie. Brunette She smiled at me and said.” You did a good job and made her first time with a man one she will remember. she could come out again and I told her sure, I know Bigboy will be glad to see you. Cum spurted from his rose-tinted cock, filling her with hot liquid. I rolled my hips causing my erection to pull out then plunged down again. At that point, the daydream faded and I was knocked back into reality. If that was babe true, he could tell by the looks on the faces of the men he passed, that he would be very very busy. You fight back a scream as you feel your entire body tense up. “Really?” She looked at me with a big cock puzzled expression. She thought to herself