She still loved him, but now something, no, someone new had been added in to the matrix of her existence. I’m almost there . Indian sex Mom.” A voice started her, she spun to see her six-two son towering a head above her in the kitchen doorway. A new year had just begun, a new day had just begun; a fresh start to her living, . Her head was drawn up for kisses by his gentle hands. Her breast sagged only a little and her tummy was kept tight with exercise. Christ! She was now on the verge. . She was now on the verge. mmm” she pondered out loud, but her husband was making sonorous vibrations still asleep next to her. But I got back for the last few hours of the party and it was a swell shindig, mom. But that’s not why I’m crying. “O! Giddiness was another effect that “happy-hemp’ had on her. Her head was drawn up for kisses by his gentle hands. Her own son was spilling his seed into the heart of her sex, the most sacred place of her inner carnal self. yah, gonna fuck you hard ma!, I’m gonna give it to you deep, all my cum, all my love, all the way in you!!
