A sly grin came over her face as she placed a firm hand over my rod.
“I’ve never been more, sure in my life!”
With that, we both rushed forward, our lips connecting as our passion erupted again. Our tongues intertwined, as our longings were realized.
I was using my hands to feel my own mother’s glorious ass, revelling in its perfect mix of softness and firmness, evident even through the tight fabric of her petticoat.
A wave of excitement rolled through me as I felt one of her hands tugging at my belt and the zipper of my jeans. Feeling her clumsy fumbling with the buckle I quickly reached down and undid the buckle, allowing her full access to my crotch.
We tossed aside the saree, too inflamed by our desires to notice or care about the now even lighter chill.
Mom took the lead, rolling on top of me while continuing to kiss. Finally, she broke us apart, a smile plastered on her face as she began crawling backwards. Her enormous breasts dragged across my body, a heaven in its own right, until she halted her retreat at my crotch. With a grin that wouldn’t look out of place on a kid receiving a new toy, she quickly unzipped me, before wrenching down my jeans and underwear at once.
Because my dick had hardened down the leg of my jeans, when she pulled them off, it naturally sprang up, nearly hitting her in the face.
“Oh my god!” she said (my size was about 8 inch)
“Mmm” she moaned, licking her lips, “I can’t wait until this is inside me.”
Her cute pink tongue snaked out from her plump red lips, tracing a warm path up the length of my cock, leaving a trail of spit that rapidly cooled in the chilly air. It was wonderful, and as she began pumping my shaft while licking around my glans, I couldn’t help but moan in response.
“Oh fuck, Mom!”
She paused, looking up at me with a grin as she began rapidly jerking me off with just one hand.
“Don’t worry yashie, we’ll get there…”
I could only grin back, my initial trepidation gone, replaced by the desire to fuck my own mother. My desire was temporarily satiated by her extraordinary dick-sucking skills.
Mom choked and slobbered over my dick for the next couple minutes, giving me the most pleasure anyone had ever managed before. Her eye contact was fiery hot, and feeling her moan as she rubbed herself through her petticoat was beautiful.
She finally came up for air, a small strand of spit connecting her to my cock.
“Mmm, I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
The strand broke as she began crawling up my torso.
When she was face-to-face with me, I surprised her, pulling her into a tight hug and mashing her enormous assets against my chest. She was trapped, unable to move as I held her in the tight embrace and forced her lips against my own. I could have stayed there forever, enjoying the plush curves of her body as she melted into my embrace.
With a small effort, I flipped us around, a small yelp coming from my mother before she ended up beneath me. I broke our lips apart to look down towards our touching crotches, blocked by the fabric of her petticoat.
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