Bernice Wilson
“I need to talk to you,” I said to my nineteen-year-old son, and lover. His hands grabbed my ass as I stared at the thong. Desi porn I didn’t want to waste a drop. She would be so wet. Let’s talk.”
I took him upstairs, my stomach twisting. Heat rippled out of me as I rubbed the panties on my face, smearing the cum on my lips, breathing in the tart musk. It was our morning ritual now, a hot quickie to start the day. My stomach writhed. I couldn’t believe this had really happened. The table creaked. She pulled off her jogging shorts, hopping along on one foot as she struggled to get it off. Our talk earlier had excited me. Her body shook as it buzzed in her cunt.
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