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Mom rubbed my cockhead around her big pink nipple. Precum continued to drip from my piss-slit.
“This thing’s like a leaky faucet.” She said with a giggle.
She looked into my eyes but I was busy staring at the deep canyon between her breasts.
“I bet I know what your thinking about.” She said.
“What?” I asked.
“The space between them. Am I right?” She asked.
“Yeah.” I answered.
Mom glanced down at her cleavage then back at me with a smile.
“Pretty big space isn’t it? She asked.
I nodded.
“It would take something awfully big to fill that void.” She said, glancing at my cock, then back at me. “Get your baby-oil.” She commanded.
“Baby-oil?” I asked, trying to act stupid.
“Yes, the baby-oil in your drawer that you use to masturbate. I cleaned your room today, remember.” She said.
I went to my dresser and fetched my bottle of baby-oil. I then went and sat back down, handing it to mom, who still knelt on the floor. She opened the bottle and squirted a fair amount on the tip of my cock.
“Lather it up,” She said.
She then squirted a bunch onto her boobs. A river of liquid rolled down her juggs, most of it disappearing into her deep cleft. She put the bottle down and with both hands began to rub the oil into the skin of her boobs. She pulled her orbs aparts and gave another drenching squirt between them. Her cleavage glistened with a thick coat of slippery oil. While she did this I rubbed the oil around until every inch of my cock and balls were covered.
“What’s this for?” I had to ask even though I had a pretty good idea. She surprised me by the boldness of her answer.
“Lubrication for the tits your about to fuck.” She said candidly.
Goosebumps covered my entire body as her words literally took my breath away. It was the first time I had ever heard mom say the F-word.
“Really?” I asked.
She smiled back at me.
“Really…but if you don’t want to…” She said teasingly.
“No, no I do.” I said eagerly.
“Now don’t get in too big a hurry, sport, mom needs to properly train you. You do it exactly the way I say or we’ll stop.” She said.
“Okay.” I said.
Mom lifted her tits and moved towards me.
“Move to the very edge of the bed.” She said.
I did so and she crawled right between my legs until her busom casino oyna was hovering above my swollen member.
“Lay back onto your elbows.” She commanded.
I did so and she let her tits plop down on both sides of my dick. I could feel their weight and pillowy softness as they rested on the tops of my legs. My cock stood like a fleshy pillar in the V between her mammaries. Baby-oil gleamed, forming a liquidy pouch between her canyon walls. Mom placed her hands on the outside of each breast, preparing to squeeze them together.
“I don’t want you to hump until I tell you, okay. We need to develop a comfortable groove for you first.” She said.
I nodded.
Mom pushed her boobs together and my mighty tower was swallowed in the depth of her split. The feeling of spongy tit-flesh surrounding my cock was amazing. She leaned in against me and I could feel my fat balls resting against the butt of her boobs. She began to slowly work her tits up and down my rigid shaft, the oil creating a tight slippery channel. As she worked her cans all the way down, the gleaming head of my dick emerged, like the head of a baby during childbirth, splitting open a mother’s twat. Then, as quickly as it appeared, was pulled back down into the depths.
“How does that feel, sweetie?” She asked.
“Amazing.” I answered.
She smiled and looked into my eyes.
“Ready to hump?” She asked.
I nodded.
“Okay, lets start slow until we work into a rythm.” She said.
She worked her breast as before but this time I began to buck my hips, meeting her strokes.
“There you go, just like that.” She said warmly.
Soon we worked ourselves into a nice rhythm, moving together in a perfect tit-fucking harmony. My dick fucked up and down its smothering breast-pouch, all the way up until just my knob remained, then back down until mom’s tits slapped against my oil drenched ballsack.
“Faster…Hump faster!!!” Mom commanded.
She rapidly began to bounce her tits up and down my dick. I humped, trying to keep up.
“That’s it, baby, bounce with it. Bounce with it. You’re doing wonderfully.” She exclaimed.
I felt my balls begin to tingle as the cum boiled within them.
“Your balls are tightening up, you’re almost there. I want you to tell me when your about to cream.” She said.
I felt my load prepare to enter canlı casino my torpedo shoot.
“I’m gonna cum, mom.” I said.
“Hump hard and let me know when.” She said.
My hips bucked. Bedspings squeaked. Boobs bounced wildly. My cock fucked up and down its buttery chasm.
“I’m gonna cum now…Oh mom…MOM!!!
Mom suddenly stopped, let her tits go and grasped the base of my quivering monster. She pressed her thumb against my sprem chute.
“NO…STOP!!! She ordered.
She used her thumb to dam my jism, preventing them from leaving my balls.
“Breath. Relax and let it subside.” She said.
I don’t know why she wouldn’t let me cum, but I was in her hands and trusted that she knew exactly what she was doing.
“Breath…Let me know when its gone.” She said.
It wasn’t a moment later and my orgasm was gone.
“Okay.” I said.
Mom released my dick and soaked her tits in baby-oil. She took only a few seconds to rub it in between her boobs and was back on my cock.
“Here we go…I want you to hump, hard and fast.” She commanded.
I did as she asked and we slipped into another five minutes of heated tit-fucking. Mom worked her large chest on my cock with wild vigor.
“That’s it, buck your hips, work mommy’s titties, baby.” She said. “Oh, that’s my boy, humping those big boobs so good. You’re about to cum again, aren’t you.” She continued.
I don’t know how she knew, but she knew.
“Oh, I’m cumming. I’m cumming right now.” I exclaimed.
Once again Mom bounced off of me and latched onto my shiny pole, her thumb damming my torrent of syrup. With her other hand, she kneaded my hardened sack.
“Relax and let it simmer. Let it work itself back down.” She said.
It did and once again as before Mom’s boobs were flying up and down my pecker. The precum and oil had formed a creamy froth between her mams and my fuck stick worked the tight pussy of milk-filled flesh with ease.
“That’s it sweetie, work those greasy titties, feel them surrounding you.” She said.
In the next fifteen minutes mom brought me close three more times, stopping me just before I blew my load. Finally, with her knockers bouncing up and down my staff as it slipped and slid, crushed between them, I made that familiar announcement.
“This is it, sweetie, you’re gonna blow you kaçak casino load for me.” She stated.
“Oh God yeah, mom I’m gonna cum really hard!” I said in a quivering voice.
“Oh, yes you are, love, hump it hard. Bounce with it. Bounce with it hard!” She commanded.
Oh…God!!! I’m cumming! CUMMING!!! I yelped.
I felt as if my entire insides were rocketing up my shaft. The first thick rope was about a foot long and launched high in the air above moms head. The second creamy rope splashed against the soft walls of moms canyon.
“That’s it sweetie, cream for me. Cum hard!” She said.
Another mighty string-gob launched as my cockhead emerged from its nest. Half the rope splashed against moms lips, the other half went straight into her mouth. She choked a little as she swallowed it down and just as she caught her breath, another thick stream of jism flew between her open lips. She was prepared for this one and swallowed it effortlessly. One rope after another blew from my cockhead, soaking moms tits and neck and all the while she kept her boobs humping, pressing them even harder together so as to pull all the seed from my cock and balls.
“Come on, honey, keep humping. Keep cumming. Let it flow.” She said.
Finally, the jets stopped launching and a stream of syrup oozed from my pisshole. Mom stopped her breast-fuck and milked my penis with her hand. More cream spewed out as she ran her thumb up and down my sperm vein.
“Here comes some more. Mom’s gotta make sure we milk it all out.” She said.
She kept milking and pulling even as my cock became flaccid. She sat up on her knees and smiled down at my limp body.
“Well…was that better than a pair of mom’s panties?” She asked.
I was out of breath, but managed to give her a thumbs up. Mom straddled my legs and laid down on top of me, her soaking breasts flattened out against my chest and she smiled her wonderful motherly smile and stared into my eyes.
“You were wrong about your ropes.” She said.
“I was?” I asked.
“Yep, you shot 18 just now.” She said.
“She ran her fingers across my face lovingly.
“One for every year of my baby’s precious life.” She said.
“Wow, that’s amazing.” I said.
“I’ll say.” She said with a wink. “You did well tonight, but I have so much more to teach you.”
“When?” I said.
“Well summer vacation’s just around the corner. You’ll be home with me and your father will be gone from nine to five. It’ll be just like in your panty fantasies, only this time, you’ll fuck more than just my panties.”
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