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Enjoying the hard thrusts into his wife, Alex lost himself in the excitement. He reached around her, realizing in his drunk fog that she’d put on some weight lately he hadn’t noticed, and tried to grab for her tits. Her dress was in the way, so Alex tore her dress and pulled one of her massive tits. It fell out sloppily, but Alex grabbed a handful if the soft tissue and began to knead it as he thrust into her, hard and fast.
After what felt like forever, he realized that if he wanted to cum, he was going to have to get faster and harder.
“I love your fucking pussy,” Alex said to his wife.
“Wait,” she began, “Al-”
Alex rotated her onto her stomach in a flash, mounting her in the same motion. He could hear her trying to say something, but he shoved her face into the mattress like she always enjoyed and placed his other hand on the small of her back to leverage himself as he began to rock his hips and pound himself into her.
“Allllllex,” she said in a well muffled voice. “Stoooop.”
He kept pounding into her, knowing their safe word was banana. She felt amazing, so velvety soft inside, that he didn’t recognize the feeling. He also felt the tickling sensation of her pubic hairs against his balls, a feeling he hadn’t had in a long time because she usually waxed. These new sensations made the whole moment feel magical.
“Pllleeeease,” she said.
“Please cum?” Alex teased. “I will if you are a good girl for me.”
He started slapping down into her, hearing the skin-on-skin as he felt his balls slap against her clit. Her round ass jiggled with each thrust, and it momentarily mesmerized him.
“Oh god,” she moaned. “Oh Alex… I’m…”
He felt her whole body tense and he knew what that meant. Tensing his own muscles to hold the angle, depth, and rhythm, he repeated his movements over and over again, feeling her pussy squeeze hard against his. He waited, smiling, expecting to hear her scream.
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Ruth didn’t know what to do. She realized too late it wasn’t her husband who had come in the room, but rather her son. However, he was acting like he thought she was Jackie; he was probably drunk enough that he honestly did think he was having sex with his wife.
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