MN/P1Male/Morn/MomSolicit/DoggyTeaseMore

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Even after seeing your mother's needy face, you're still set on teasing her. You wonder what would happen if you push her too far. You continue your shallow thrusts, pushing only a fraction of your dick into her hungry hole.

As you smile to yourself, you start to notice your mother's movements. She's slowly rocking her plush buttocks and hips into you, trying to get you further inside of her. You move with her movements, denying her from pushing you any deeper. Your fingers run up and down her buttocks until you rest your thumb on her puckered sphincter. You rub your thumb in circles, surprised that she's not telling you to stop. You wonder how far she'll let you go if you tease her like this...

That's when she pushes back into you hard. Her plump rear slaps into your hips as your entire length is sucked up by her sex. Your mother gasps loudly as you finally enter her, simultaneously clamping down on your member. You grit your teeth. Her slit has become incredibly tight and hot around your 5 inch schlong. She draws herself away then slaps back into you. You're already overcome with pleasure and are unable to brace yourself. You fall backwards and your mother follows you.

You hit the floor and your mother comes down on top of you. You get the wind knocked out of you by her weight and your surprise. Your mother doesn't stop her movements though. She rolls her hips in circular motions while raising herself up and down over your meat stick, moaning loudly.

“Kevin!” Your mom gasps as she rides you, reverse cowgirl. You fight against the pleasure. Your mother's tight slit is too much like this...

That's when you hear approaching footsteps. Your heart sinks 6 feet. You slap your mom's thigh, hissing, “Mom!” Your mother turns her head towards the door and slows down her movements.

“Kevin? Honey?” You hear your father's voice. You freeze in place as your mom rides you.

“Y-yes?” Your mother answers a little out of breath.

“Is everything alright?” Your father asks.

“Y-yeah, I'm just helping Kevin pack.” Your mother answers, her voice steady.

“Should I come in?” His voice full of suspicion.

Your mom looks down at you, seeing the fear in your face. To your surprise she smiles a little to herself before answering. “No, we're okay.”

“Why are you out of breath?” Your father asks. He's insistent about it all.

“We just found a spider... Kevin's getting it right now.” Your mother winks at you as she gently rocks on top of you.

“Kevin?” Your father asks.

“H-hey Dad!” Your voice cracks.

“Need help?” He asks.

“No, I'm okay-!” You're cut short by your orgasm. Your mother's non-stop riding as taken it's toll. Your cock spasms and you thrust up to meet your mother's movements. You're filled with the strangest feeling in the world, cuckolding your own father while speaking to him.

“Well, alright... just be careful.” Your father answers before you hear his footsteps walk away.

“Mom!” You gasp, your dick still shooting your hot milk into it's rubber confines as pleasure overwhelms you. “I can't keep going.”

Your mom finally stops her movements and gets off of you. She works the sloppy condom off your still-cumming prick and takes your last sputtering shots into her mouth, sucking hard. “You sure you can't keep going?”

“Positive!” You grunt in response to her aggressive sucking.

She lets your cock free with a wet pop and climbs onto your bed. She works her hand over her muff, edging herself on. You wonder what's gotten into her, but you're too dazed to really think or even watch her. She screams into a pillow as her body arches. She has brought herself to an orgasm!

You dress and stare at her curiously as she comes down from her high. She cleans, dresses and thanks you before leaving you. You're left wondering what just happened. It felt good, but you're not sure if you're okay with how things turned out. You lie down as you process things, feeling a strange fatigue fill your bones. You close your eyes and doze off...

You awaken at a later time and blink around. You glance at the clock and see that it's 6pm. You must have fell asleep. You dress and collect yourself before going downstairs...

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